text_original: They passed ; the sun went down like flame, And from her high acropolis The queen of all the kisses came To quench my loving avarice.
text_transcription: THEY PASSED THE SUN WENT DOWN LIKE FLAME AND FROM HER HIGH ACROPOLIS THE QUEEN OF ALL THE KISSES CAME TO QUENCH MY LOVING AVARICE
phonemes: ðeɪ pˈæst ; ðə sˈʌn wɛnt dˌaʊn lˈaɪk flˈeɪm, ænd fɹʌm hɜː hˈaɪ ækɹˈɑːpəliz ðə kwˈiːn ʌv ˈɔːl ðə kˈɪsᵻz kˈeɪm tə kwˈɛntʃ maɪ lˈʌvɪŋ ˈævɚɹɪs.