text_original: Love much. Your heart will be led out to slaughter, On altars built of envy and deceit. Love on, love on! 'tis bread upon the water; It shall be cast in loaves yet at your feet, Unleavened manna, most divinely sweet.
text_transcription: LOVE MUCH YOUR HEART WILL BE LED OUT TO SLAUGHTER ON ALTARS BUILT OF ENVY AND DECEIT LOVE ON LOVE ON DISPREAD UPON THE WATER IT SHALL BE CAST IN LOAFS YET AT YOUR FEET UNLEAVENED MANNER MOST DIVINELY SWEET
phonemes: lˈʌv mˈʌtʃ. jʊɹ hˈɑːɹt wɪl biː lˈɛd ˈaʊt tə slˈɔːɾɚ, ˌɔn ˈɔltɚz bˈɪlt ʌv ˈɛnvi ænd dᵻsˈiːt. lˈʌv ˈɔn, lˈʌv ˈɔn! tˈɪz bɹˈɛd əpˌɑːn ðə wˈɔːɾɚ; ɪt ʃˌæl biː kˈæst ɪn lˈoʊvz jˈɛt æt jʊɹ fˈiːt, ʌnlˈɛvənd mˈænə, mˈoʊst dᵻvˈaɪnli swˈiːt.