text_original: All vain are beauty, worth, and wit, The hours come, the hours flit ; Time's wheel inexorably turneth, And carries all our hopes with it.
text_transcription: ALL VAIN ARE BEAUTY WORTH AND WIT THE HOURS COME THE HOURS FLIT TIME'S WHEEL INEXORABLY TURNETH AND CARRIES ALL OUR HOPES WITH IT
phonemes: ˈɔːl vˈeɪn ɑːɹ bjˈuːɾi, wˈɜːθ, ænd wˈɪt, ðɪ ˈaʊɚz kˈʌm, ðɪ ˈaʊɚz flˈɪt ; tˈaɪmz wˈiːl ɪnˈɛksɚɹəbli tˈɜːnəθ, ænd kˈæɹiz ˈɔːl ˌaʊɚ hˈoʊps wɪð ɪt.