text_original: He had the gentle ways,   Fair dreams befall him!   Beauty through all his days,   Then why recall him?   That which in him was fair Still shall be ours: Yet, yet my heart lies there Under the flowers.
text_transcription: HE HAD THE GENTLE WAYS FAIR DREAMS BEFALL HIM BEAUTY THROUGH ALL HIS DAYS THEN WHY RECALL HIM THAT WHICH IN HIM WAS FAIR STILL SHALL BE OURS YET YET MY HEART LIES THERE UNDER THE FLOWERS
phonemes: hiː hæd ðə dʒˈɛntəl wˈeɪz,   fˈɛɹ dɹˈiːmz bᵻfˈɔːl hˌɪm!   bjˈuːɾi θɹuː ˈɔːl hɪz dˈeɪz,   ðˈɛn wˌaɪ ɹˈiːkɔːl hˌɪm?   ðæt wˌɪtʃ ɪn hˌɪm wʌz fˈɛɹ stˈɪl ʃˈæl biː aʊɚz: jˈɛt, jˈɛt maɪ hˈɑːɹt lˈaɪz ðɛɹ ˌʌndɚ ðə flˈaʊɚz.