text_original: For I a gentle lover be, Sitting at my loved one's side; She giveth her whole soul to me Without a wish or thought of pride, And she shall be my cherished bride. III. No show of gaudiness hath she, She doth not flash with jewels rare; In beautiful simplicity She weareth leafy garlands fair, Or modest flowers in her hair.
text_transcription: FOR I A GENTLE LOVER BE SITTING AT MY LOVED ONE SIDE SHE GIVETH HER WHOLE SOUL TO ME WITHOUT A WISH OR THOUGHT OF PRIDE AND SHE SHALL BE MY CHERISHED BRIDE PART THREE NO SHOW OF GAUDINESS HATH SHE SHE DOTH NOT FLASH WITH JEWELS RARE IN BEAUTIFUL SIMPLICITY SHE WEARETH LEAFY GARLANDS FAIR OR MODEST FLOWERS IN HER HAIR
phonemes: fɔːɹ aɪ ɐ dʒˈɛntəl lˈʌvɚ bˈiː, sˈɪɾɪŋ æt maɪ lˈʌvd wˈʌnz sˈaɪd; ʃiː ɡˈɪvəθ hɜː hˈoʊl sˈoʊl tə mˌiː wɪðˌaʊt ɐ wˈɪʃ ɔːɹ θˈɔːt ʌv pɹˈaɪd, ænd ʃiː ʃˌæl biː maɪ tʃˈɛɹɪʃt bɹˈaɪd. ɹˌoʊmən θɹˈiː. nˈoʊ ʃˈoʊ ʌv ɡˈɔːdinəs hæθ ʃiː, ʃiː dʌθ nˌɑːt flˈæʃ wɪð dʒˈuːəlz ɹˈɛɹ; ɪn bjˈuːɾifəl sɪmplˈɪsᵻɾi ʃiː wˈɛɹəθ lˈiːfi ɡˈɑːɹləndz fˈɛɹ, ɔːɹ mˈɑːdɪst flˈaʊɚz ɪn hɜː hˈɛɹ.