text_original: Where hast thou tarried, my Love, while I waited and missed thee long, One of the two shall question, and the other shall make reply, In a voice of gladness and triumph, less like unto speech than song, " I knew not that I was a hungered till God sent thee as supply."
text_transcription: WHERE HAST THOU TARRIED MY LOVE WHILE I WAITED AND MISSED THEE LONG ONE OF THE TWO SHALL QUESTION AND THE OTHER SHALL MAKE REPLY IN A VOICE OF GLADNESS AND TRIUMPH LESS LIKE UNTO SPEECH THAN SONG I KNEW NOT THAT I WAS HUNGERED TILL GOD SENT THEE A SUPPLY
phonemes: wˌɛɹ hˈeɪst ðˈaʊ tˈæɹid, maɪ lˈʌv, wˌaɪl aɪ wˈeɪɾᵻd ænd mˈɪst ðiː lˈɔŋ, wˈʌn ʌvðə tˈuː ʃˌæl kwˈɛstʃən, ænd ðɪ ˈʌðɚ ʃˌæl mˌeɪk ɹᵻplˈaɪ, ɪn ɐ vˈɔɪs ʌv ɡlˈædnəs ænd tɹˈaɪʌmf, lˈɛs lˈaɪk ˌʌntʊ spˈiːtʃ ðɐn sˈɔŋ, " aɪ nˈuː nˌɑːt ðæt aɪ wʌzɐ hˈʌŋɡɚd tˈɪl ɡˈɑːd sˈɛnt ðiː æz səplˈaɪ."