text_original: "'Tis vain to call with morning on the wing, With noon so near, With Life a dancer in the masque of Spring And Youth new wedded with a golden ring   When falls the night and birds have ceased to sing My heart may hear!
text_transcription: THIS VAIN TO CALL WITH MORNING ON THE WING WITH NOON SO NEAR WITH LIFE A DANCER IN THE MASK OF SPRING AND YOUTH NEW WEDDED WITH A GOLDEN RING WHEN FALLS THE NIGHT AND BIRDS HAVE CEASED TO SING MY HEART MAY HEAR
phonemes: "tˈɪz vˈeɪn tə kˈɔːl wɪð mˈɔːɹnɪŋ ɔnðə wˈɪŋ, wɪð nˈuːn sˌoʊ nˈɪɹ, wɪð lˈaɪf ɐ dˈænsɚɹ ɪnðə mˈæsk ʌv spɹˈɪŋ ænd jˈuːθ nˈuː wˈɛdᵻd wɪð ɐ ɡˈoʊldən ɹˈɪŋ wɛn fˈɔːlz ðə nˈaɪt ænd bˈɜːdz hæv sˈiːst tə sˈɪŋ maɪ hˈɑːɹt mˈeɪ hˈɪɹ!