text_original: For he has had his season, Like the lily and the rose, And it but stands to reason That he should want repose. We prized the smiling Cupid Who made our days so bright; But he has grown so stupid We gladly say good night.
text_transcription: FOR HE HAS HAD HIS SEASON LIKE THE LILY AND THE ROSE AND IT BUT STANDS TO REASON THAT HE SHOULD WANT REPOSE WE PRIZE THE SMILING CUPID WHO MADE OUR DAYS SO BRIGHT BUT HE HAS GROWN SO STUPID WE GLADLY SAY GOOD NIGHT
phonemes: fɔːɹ hiː hɐz hæd hɪz sˈiːzən, lˈaɪk ðə lˈɪli ænd ðə ɹˈoʊz, ænd ɪt bˌʌt stˈændz tə ɹˈiːzən ðæt hiː ʃˌʊd wˈɔnt ɹᵻpˈoʊz. wiː pɹˈaɪzd ðə smˈaɪlɪŋ kjˈuːpɪd hˌuː mˌeɪd ˌaʊɚ dˈeɪz sˌoʊ bɹˈaɪt; bˌʌt hiː hɐz ɡɹˈoʊn sˌoʊ stˈuːpɪd wiː ɡlˈædli sˈeɪ ɡˈʊd nˈaɪt.