text_original: Was it of love's devising that to day, With all the wide grown city space to bar, Across the roofs and towers from far away St. Etienne looks upon La Trinita
text_transcription: WAS IT OF LOVE'S DEVISING THAT TO DAY WITH ALL THE WIDE GROWN CITIES BASE TO BAR ACROSS THE ROOFS AND TOWERS FROM FAR AWAY SAINT ETIENNE LOOKS UPON LATRINITA
phonemes: wʌz ɪɾ ʌv lˈʌvz dɪvˈaɪzɪŋ ðæt tə dˈeɪ, wɪð ˈɔːl ðə wˈaɪd ɡɹˈoʊn sˈɪɾi spˈeɪs tə bˈɑːɹ, əkɹˌɑːs ðə ɹˈuːfs ænd tˈaʊɚz fɹʌm fˈɑːɹ ɐwˈeɪ sənt. ˌɛɾɪˈɛn lˈʊks əpˌɑːn lˌæ tɹɪnˈiːɾə