text_original: Come to my apartments. With pure hearts and hands, we will plight our fervent unspotted faith. Say I am your's, and you are mine, and sorrow and jealousy will vanish as a mist. You shall go the transported confiding husband.
text_transcription: COME TO MY APARTMENTS WITH PURE HEARTS AND HANDS WE WILL PLIGHT OUR FERVENT UNSPOTTED FAITH SAY I AM YOURS AND YOU ARE MINE AND SORROW AND JEALOUSY WILL VANISH AS A MIST YOU SHALL GO THE TRANSPORTED CONFIDING HUSBAND
phonemes: kˈʌm tə maɪ ɐpˈɑːɹtmənts. wɪð pjˈʊɹ hˈɑːɹts ænd hˈændz, wiː wɪl plˈaɪt ˌaʊɚ fˈɜːvənt ʌnspˈɑːɾᵻd fˈeɪθ. sˈeɪ aɪɐm jʊɹz, ænd juː ɑːɹ mˈaɪn, ænd sˈɑːɹoʊ ænd dʒˈɛləsi wɪl vˈænɪʃ æz ɐ mˈɪst. juː ʃˌæl ɡˌoʊ ðə tɹænspˈɔːɹɾᵻd kənfˈaɪdɪŋ hˈʌsbənd.