text_original: None but a fool supposes Love always keeps awake. I've known loves without number. True loves were they, and tried; And just for want of slumber They pined away and died.
text_transcription: NONE BUT A FOOL SUPPOSES LOVE ALWAYS KEEPS AWAKE I'VE KNOWN LOVES WITHOUT NUMBER TRUE LOVES WERE THEY AND TRIED AND JUST FOR WANT OF SLUMBER THEY PINED AWAY AND DIED
phonemes: nˈʌn bˌʌt ɐ fˈuːl səpˈoʊzᵻz lˈʌv ˈɔːlweɪz kˈiːps ɐwˈeɪk. aɪv nˈoʊn lˈʌvz wɪðˌaʊt nˈʌmbɚ. tɹˈuː lˈʌvz wɜː ðeɪ, ænd tɹˈaɪd; ænd dʒˈʌst fɔːɹ wˈɔnt ʌv slˈʌmbɚ ðeɪ pˈaɪnd ɐwˈeɪ ænd dˈaɪd.