text_original: Or when with all the warmth of youth I strove to prove my love no fiction, How could I guess I urged a truth On one already past conviction!
text_transcription: OR WHEN WITH ALL THE WARMTH OF YOUTH I STROVE TO PROVE MY LOVE NO FICTION HOW COULD I GUESS I URGED THE TRUTH ON ONE ALREADY PAST CONVICTION
phonemes: ɔːɹ wɛn wɪð ˈɔːl ðə wˈɔːɹmθ ʌv jˈuːθ aɪ stɹˈoʊv tə pɹˈuːv maɪ lˈʌv nˈoʊ fˈɪkʃən, hˌaʊ kʊd aɪ ɡˈɛs aɪ ˈɜːdʒd ɐ tɹˈuːθ ˌɔn wˈʌn ɔːlɹˌɛdi pˈæst kənvˈɪkʃən!