text_original: Love reckons not by time  its moments of despair Are years that march like prisoners, who drag the chains they wear. Love counts not by the sun  it hath no night or day   'Tis only light when love is near  'tis dark with love away.
text_transcription: LOVE RECKONS NOT BY TIME ITS MOMENTS OF DESPAIR ARE YEARS THAT MARCH LIKE PRISONERS WHO DRAG THE CHAINS THEY WEAR LOVE COUNTS NOT BY THE SUN IT HATH NO NIGHT OR DAY TIS ONLY LIGHT WHEN LOVE IS NEAR TIS DARK WITH LOVE AWAY
phonemes: lˈʌv ɹˈɛkənz nˌɑːt baɪ tˈaɪm ɪts mˈoʊmənts ʌv dᵻspˈɛɹ ɑːɹ jˈɪɹz ðæt mˈɑːɹtʃ lˈaɪk pɹˈɪzənɚz, hˌuː dɹˈæɡ ðə tʃˈeɪnz ðeɪ wˈɛɹ. lˈʌv kˈaʊnts nˌɑːt baɪ ðə sˈʌn ɪt hæθ nˈoʊ nˈaɪt ɔːɹ dˈeɪ tˈɪz ˈoʊnli lˈaɪt wɛn lˈʌv ɪz nˌɪɹ tˈɪz dˈɑːɹk wɪð lˈʌv ɐwˈeɪ.