text_original: No  't is false, I surely trow; Though awhile they vanish now; Every passion, deed, and thought Was not born to come to nought!
text_transcription: NO TIS FAULTS I SURELY TROW THOUGH A WHILE THEY VANISH NOW EVERY PASSION DEED AND THOUGHT WAS NOT BORN TO COME TO NOUGHT
phonemes: nˈoʊ tˈiː ɪz fˈɔls, aɪ ʃˈʊɹli tɹˈoʊ; ðˌoʊ ɐwˈaɪl ðeɪ vˈænɪʃ nˈaʊ; ˈɛvɹi pˈæʃən, dˈiːd, ænd θˈɔːt wʌz nˌɑːt bˈɔːɹn tə kˈʌm tə nˈɔːt!