text_original: :1OVE me now ! Love has such a little minute ! Day crowds on day with swift and noiseless tread, Life s end comes ere fairly we begin it ; Pain jostles joy, and hope gives place to dread. Love me now ! It will be too late when we are dead
text_transcription: LOVE ME NOW LOVE HAS SUCH A LITTLE MINUTE DAY CROWDS ON DAY WITH SWIFT AND NOISELESS TREAD LIFE'S END COMES ERE FAIRLY WE BEGIN IT PAIN JOSEPH'S JOY AND HOPE GIVES PLACE TO DREAD LOVE ME NOW IT WILL BE TOO LATE WHEN WE ARE DEAD
phonemes: :wˈʌn ˌoʊvˌiːˈiː mˌiː nˈaʊ ! lˈʌv hɐz sˈʌtʃ ɐ lˈɪɾəl mˈɪnɪt ! dˈeɪ kɹˈaʊdz ˌɔn dˈeɪ wɪð swˈɪft ænd nˈɔɪzləs tɹˈɛd, lˈaɪf ˈɛs ˈɛnd kˈʌmz ˈɛɹ fˈɛɹli wiː bɪɡˈɪn ɪt ; pˈeɪn dʒˈɑːsəlz dʒˈɔɪ, ænd hˈoʊp ɡˈɪvz plˈeɪs tə dɹˈɛd. lˈʌv mˌiː nˈaʊ ! ɪt wɪl biː tˈuː lˈeɪt wɛn wiː ɑːɹ dˈɛd