text_original: I felt his body take My body to it, And knew my heart would break Ere I should rue it ; June roses are not sad When dew drops steep them, My moments were so glad I could not keep them.
text_transcription: I FELT HIS BODY TAKE MY BODY TO IT AND KNEW MY HEART WOULD BREAK ERE I SHOULD RUE IT JUNE ROSES ARE NOT SAD WHEN DEWDROPS DEEPED THEM MY MOMENTS WERE SO GLAD I COULD NOT KEEP THEM
phonemes: aɪ fˈɛlt hɪz bˈɑːdi tˈeɪk maɪ bˈɑːdi tʊ ɪt, ænd nˈuː maɪ hˈɑːɹt wʊd bɹˈeɪk ˈɛɹ aɪ ʃˌʊd ɹˈuː ɪt ; dʒˈuːn ɹˈoʊzᵻz ɑːɹ nˌɑːt sˈæd wɛn dˈuː dɹˈɑːps stˈiːp ðˌɛm, maɪ mˈoʊmənts wɜː sˌoʊ ɡlˈæd aɪ kʊd nˌɑːt kˈiːp ðˌɛm.