text_original: And lightly still she laughs to him, As if to sell were a mere gay whim, And that, to be frank, Life were indeed To her not vinegar and gall, But fresh and honey like; and Need No household skeleton at all.
text_transcription: AND BLITHELY STILL SHE LAUGHS TO HIM AS IF TO SELL WERE A MERE GAY WHIM AND THAT TO BE FRANK LIFE WERE INDEED TO HER NOT VINEGAR AND GALL BUT FRESH AND HONEY LIKE AND NEED NO HOUSEHOLD SKELETON AT ALL
phonemes: ænd lˈaɪtli stˈɪl ʃiː lˈæfs tə hˌɪm, æz ɪf tə sˈɛl wɜːɹ ɐ mˈɪɹ ɡˈeɪ wˈɪm, ænd ðˈæt, təbi fɹˈæŋk, lˈaɪf wɜːɹ ˌɪndˈiːd tə hɜː nˌɑːt vˈɪnᵻɡɚ ænd ɡˈɔːl, bˌʌt fɹˈɛʃ ænd hˈʌni lˈaɪk; ænd nˈiːd nˈoʊ hˈaʊshoʊld skˈɛlᵻtən æɾ ˈɔːl.