text_original: The hands that cannot clasp for life, Must quickly severed be. The love that is not large enough To live eternally, In true love's name, for fair love's fame, Must die before its bloom; For it, in all God's earth or heaven, There is no garden room.
text_transcription: THE HANDS THAT CANNOT CLASP FOR LIFE MUST QUICKLY SEVERED BE THE LOVE THAT IS NOT LARGE ENOUGH TO LIVE ETERNALLY IN TRUE LOVE'S NAME FOR FAIR LOVE'S FAME MUST DIE BEFORE ITS BLOOM FOR IT IN ALL GOD'S EARTH OR HEAVEN THERE IS NO GARDEN ROOM
phonemes: ðə hˈændz ðæt kænˈɑːt klˈæsp fɔːɹ lˈaɪf, mˈʌst kwˈɪkli sˈɛvɚd bˈiː. ðə lˈʌv ðæt ɪz nˌɑːt lˈɑːɹdʒ ɪnˈʌf tə lˈɪv ɪtˈɜːnəli, ɪn tɹˈuː lˈʌvz nˈeɪm, fɔːɹ fˈɛɹ lˈʌvz fˈeɪm, mˈʌst dˈaɪ bᵻfˌɔːɹ ɪts blˈuːm; fɔːɹ ɪt, ɪn ˈɔːl ɡˈɑːdz ˈɜːθ ɔːɹ hˈɛvən, ðɛɹ ɪz nˈoʊ ɡˈɑːɹdən ɹˈuːm.