text_original: Ah, then, upon my bedroom I do draw The blind to hide the garden, where the moon Enjoys the open blossoms as they straw Their beauty for his taking, boon for boon.
text_transcription: AH THEN UPON MY BEDROOM I DO DRAW THE BLIND TO HIDE THE GARDEN WHERE THE MOON ENJOYS THE OPEN BLOSSOMS AS THEY STRAW THEIR BEAUTY FOR HIS TAKING BOON FOR BOON
phonemes: ˈɑː, ðˈɛn, əpˌɑːn maɪ bˈɛdɹuːm aɪ dˈuː dɹˈɔː ðə blˈaɪnd tə hˈaɪd ðə ɡˈɑːɹdən, wˌɛɹ ðə mˈuːn ɛndʒˈɔɪz ðɪ ˈoʊpən blˈɔsəmz æz ðeɪ stɹˈɔː ðɛɹ bjˈuːɾi fɔːɹ hɪz tˈeɪkɪŋ, bˈuːn fɔːɹ bˈuːn.