text_original: And all my life I lay upon its shrine The best emotions of my heart and brain, Whatever gifts and graces may be mine; No secret thought, no memory I retain, But give them all for dear Love's precious sake; Complete surrender of the whole I make.
text_transcription: AND ALL MY LIFE I LAY UPON ITS SHRINE THE BEST EMOTIONS OF MY HEART AND BRAIN WHATEVER GIFTS AND GRACES MAY BE MINE NO SECRET THOUGHT NO MEMORY I RETAIN BUT GIVE THEM ALL FOR DEAR LOVE'S PRECIOUS SAKE COMPLETE SURRENDER OF THE WHOLE I MAKE
phonemes: ænd ˈɔːl maɪ lˈaɪf aɪ lˈeɪ əpˌɑːn ɪts ʃɹˈaɪn ðə bˈɛst ɪmˈoʊʃənz ʌv maɪ hˈɑːɹt ænd bɹˈeɪn, wʌtˈɛvɚ ɡˈɪfts ænd ɡɹˈeɪsᵻz mˈeɪ biː mˈaɪn; nˈoʊ sˈiːkɹᵻt θˈɔːt, nˈoʊ mˈɛmɚɹi aɪ ɹᵻtˈeɪn, bˌʌt ɡˈɪv ðˌɛm ˈɔːl fɔːɹ dˈɪɹ lˈʌvz pɹˈɛʃəs sˈeɪk; kəmplˈiːt sɚɹˈɛndɚɹ ʌvðə hˈoʊl aɪ mˈeɪk.