text_original: You promised me silk gowns From Lowland towns, And rings of twisted gold; And, best of all, your picture bound With stones to hem its beauty round That I might kiss and hold.
text_transcription: YOU PROMISED ME SILK GOWNS FROM LOWLAND TOWNS AND RINGS OF TWISTED GOLD AND BEST OF ALL YOUR PICTURE BOUND WITH STONES TO HAM ITS BEAUTY ROUND THAT I MIGHT KISS AND HOLD
phonemes: juː pɹˈɑːmɪst mˌiː sˈɪlk ɡˈaʊnz fɹʌm lˈoʊlənd tˈaʊnz, ænd ɹˈɪŋz ʌv twˈɪstᵻd ɡˈoʊld; ænd, bˈɛst ʌv ˈɔːl, jʊɹ pˈɪktʃɚ bˈaʊnd wɪð stˈoʊnz tə hˈɛm ɪts bjˈuːɾi ɹˈaʊnd ðæt aɪ mˌaɪt kˈɪs ænd hˈoʊld.