text_original: Distaunce, cold, delay, and danger, Build the four walles of her bower; She's noe Sweete for any stranger, She's noe valley flower: And to winne Katheryn, To her height my heart can Tower! Uppe to Beautie's promontory I will climb, nor loudlie call Perfect and escaping glory Folly, if I fall: Well to winne Katheryn! To be worth her is my all.
text_transcription: DISTANCE CALL DELAY AND DANGER BUILD THE FALWARTS OF HER BOUGH SHE IS NO SWEET FOR ANY STRANGER SHE'S NO VALLEY FLOWER AND TO WIN A CATHARINE TO HER HEIGHT MY HEART CAN TELL UP TO BEAUTY'S PROMONTORY I WILL CLIMB NO LOUDLY CALL PERFECT END ESCAPING GLORY FOLLY IF I FALL WELL TO WIN A CATHARINE TO BE WORTH HER IS MY ALL
phonemes: dɪstˈɔːns, kˈoʊld, dᵻlˈeɪ, ænd dˈeɪndʒɚ, bˈɪld ðə fˈɔːɹ wˈɔlz ʌv hɜː bˈaʊɚ; ʃiːz nˈoʊ swˈiːt fɔːɹ ˌɛni stɹˈeɪndʒɚ, ʃiːz nˈoʊ vˈæli flˈaʊɚ: ænd tə wˈɪn kˈæθɚɹˌɪn, tə hɜː hˈaɪt maɪ hˈɑːɹt kæn tˈaʊɚ! ˈʌp tə bjˈuːɾiz pɹˈɑːmɔntɚɹi aɪ wɪl klˈaɪm, nˈɔːɹ lˈaʊdli kˈɔːl pˈɜːfɛkt ænd ɛskˈeɪpɪŋ ɡlˈɔːɹi fˈɑːli, ɪf aɪ fˈɔːl: wˈɛl tə wˈɪn kˈæθɚɹˌɪn! təbi wˈɜːθ hɜːɹ ɪz maɪ ˈɔːl.