text_original: III. She was, in truth, the wonder of her sex, At least in Venice  where with eyes of brown Tenderly languid, ladies seldom vex An amorous gentle with a needless frown; Where gondolas convey guitars by pecks, And Love at casements climbeth up and down, Whom for his tricks and custom in that kind, Some have considered a Venetian blind.
text_transcription: THREE SHE WAS IN TRUTH THE WONDER OF HER SEX AT LEAST IN VENICE WHERE WITH EYES OF BROWN TENDERLY LANGUID LADIES SELDOM VEX AN AMOROUS GENTLE WITH A NEEDLESS FROWN WHERE GONDOLAS CONVEY GUITARS BY PECKS AND LOVE AT CASEMENTS CLIMBETH UP AND DOWN WHOM FOR HIS TRICKS AND CUSTOM IN THAT KIND SOME HAVE CONSIDERED A VENETIAN BLIND
phonemes: ɹˌoʊmən θɹˈiː. ʃiː wʌz, ɪn tɹˈuːθ, ðə wˈʌndɚɹ ʌv hɜː sˈɛks, æt lˈiːst ɪn vˈɛnɪs wˌɛɹ wɪð ˈaɪz ʌv bɹˈaʊn tˈɛndɚli lˈæŋɡwɪd, lˈeɪdiz sˈɛldəm vˈɛks ɐn ˈæmɚɹəs dʒˈɛntəl wɪð ɐ nˈiːdləs fɹˈaʊn; wˌɛɹ ɡəndˈoʊləz kənvˈeɪ ɡɪtˈɑːɹz baɪ pˈɛks, ænd lˈʌv æt kˈeɪsmənts klˈaɪməθ ˌʌp ænd dˈaʊn, hˈuːm fɔːɹ hɪz tɹˈɪks ænd kˈʌstəm ɪn ðæt kˈaɪnd, sˌʌm hæv kənsˈɪdɚd ɐ vᵻnˈiːʃən blˈaɪnd.