text_original: I met the other, whose love was given With never a kiss and scarcely a word   Oh, it was then the terror took me Of words unuttered that breathed and stirred.
text_transcription: I MET THE OTHER WHOSE LOVE WAS GIVEN WITH NEVER A KISS AND SCARCELY A WORD OH IT WAS THEN THE TERROR TOOK ME OF WORDS UNUTTERED THAT BREATHED AND STIRRED
phonemes: aɪ mˈɛt ðɪ ˈʌðɚ, hˌuːz lˈʌv wʌz ɡˈɪvən wɪð nˈɛvɚɹ ɐ kˈɪs ænd skˈɛɹsli ɐ wˈɜːd ˈoʊ, ɪt wʌz ðˈɛn ðə tˈɛɹɚ tˈʊk mˌiː ʌv wˈɜːdz ʌnˈʌɾɚd ðæt bɹˈiːðd ænd stˈɜːd.