text_original: Ay, men have stained a raven from many a dove, And all the grace and all the grief hereof Are the two words which bore one's lips apart And which the other hoarded in her heart.
text_transcription: AY MEN HAVE STAINED A RAVEN FROM MANY A DOVE AND ALL THE GRACE AND ALL THE GRIEF HEREOF ARE THE TWO WORDS WHICH BORE ONE'S LIPS APART AND WHICH THE OTHER HOARDED IN HER HEART
phonemes: ˈaɪ, mˈɛn hæv stˈeɪnd ɐ ɹˈeɪvən fɹʌm mˈɛni ɐ dˈʌv, ænd ˈɔːl ðə ɡɹˈeɪs ænd ˈɔːl ðə ɡɹˈiːf hˈɪɹɑːf ɑːɹ ðə tˈuː wˈɜːdz wˌɪtʃ bˈɔːɹ wˈʌnz lˈɪps ɐpˈɑːɹt ænd wˌɪtʃ ðɪ ˈʌðɚ hˈɔːɹdᵻd ɪn hɜː hˈɑːɹt.