text_original: Oh haste, my Sweet! Youth and its gladness goes, Joy hath one summer time, like to the rose, Love only lives through all the winter snows.
text_transcription: O HASTE MY SWEET YOUTH AND ITS GLADNESS GOES JOY HATH WON SUMMER TIME LIKE TO THE ROSE LOVE ONLY LIVES THROUGH ALL THE WINTER SNOWS
phonemes: ˈoʊ hˈeɪst, maɪ swˈiːt! jˈuːθ ænd ɪts ɡlˈædnəs ɡˈoʊz, dʒˈɔɪ hæθ wˈʌn sˈʌmɚ tˈaɪm, lˈaɪk tə ðə ɹˈoʊz, lˈʌv ˈoʊnli lˈaɪvz θɹuː ˈɔːl ðə wˈɪntɚ snˈoʊz.