text_original: "See, I am old, and all my heart is gray. They say the dead are aye forgot   There, there, my sweet! I whisper, leaning low, That all these women hear it not. "Deep in the darkness there, didst think on me?
text_transcription: SEE I AM OLD AND ALL MY HEART IS GREY THEY SAY THE DEAD ARE AY FORGOT THERE THERE MY SWEET I WHISPER LEANING LOW THAT ALL THESE WOMEN HEAR IT NOT DEEP IN THE DARKNESS THERE DIDST THINK ON ME
phonemes: "sˈiː, aɪɐm ˈoʊld, ænd ˈɔːl maɪ hˈɑːɹt ɪz ɡɹˈeɪ. ðeɪ sˈeɪ ðə dˈɛd ɑːɹ ˈaɪ fɚɡˈɑːt ðˈɛɹ, ðˈɛɹ, maɪ swˈiːt! aɪ wˈɪspɚ, lˈiːnɪŋ lˈoʊ, ðæt ˈɔːl ðiːz wˈɪmɪn hˈɪɹ ɪt nˈɑːt. "dˈiːp ɪnðə dˈɑːɹknəs ðˈɛɹ, dˈɪdst θˈɪŋk ˈɔn mˌiː?