text_original: Oh look not on me, Marian, Thine eyes are wild and deep, And they have won me, Marian, From peacefulness and sleep; The sunlight doth not sun me, The meek moonshine doth shun me, All sweetest voices stun me   There is no rest Within my breast And I can only weep, Marian!
text_transcription: O LOOK NOT ON ME MARIAN THINE EYES ARE WILD AND DEEP AND THEY HAVE WON ME MARIAN FROM PEACEFULNESS IN SLEEP THE SUNLIGHT DOTH NOT SUN ME THE MEEK MOONSHINE DOTH SHUN ME ALL SWEETEST VOICES STUN ME THERE IS NO REST WITHIN MY BREAST AND I CAN ONLY WEEP MARIAN
phonemes: ˈoʊ lˈʊk nˌɑːt ˈɔn mˌiː, mˈæɹiən, ðaɪn ˈaɪz ɑːɹ wˈaɪld ænd dˈiːp, ænd ðeɪ hæv wˈʌn mˌiː, mˈæɹiən, fɹʌm pˈiːsfəlnəs ænd slˈiːp; ðə sˈʌnlaɪt dʌθ nˌɑːt sˈʌn mˌiː, ðə mˈiːk mˈuːnʃaɪn dʌθ ʃˈʌn mˌiː, ˈɔːl swˈiːɾɪst vˈɔɪsᵻz stˈʌn mˌiː ðɛɹ ɪz nˈoʊ ɹˈɛst wɪðˌɪn maɪ bɹˈɛst ænd aɪ kæn ˈoʊnli wˈiːp, mˈæɹiən!