text_original: The sounds and the scents that flow by us — They cannot tell whither they go; Yet, however it fails of its errand, Love makes the world sweeter, I know.
text_transcription: THE SOUNDS AND THE SCENTS THAT FLOW BY US THEY CANNOT TELL WHITHER THEY GO YET HOWEVER IT FAILS OF ITS ERRAND LOVE MAKES THE WORLD SWEETER I KNOW
phonemes: ðə sˈaʊndz ænd ðə sˈɛnts ðæt flˈoʊ baɪ ˌʌs — ðeɪ kænˈɑːt tˈɛl wˈɪðɚ ðeɪ ɡˈoʊ; jˈɛt, haʊˈɛvɚɹ ɪt fˈeɪlz ʌv ɪts ˈɛɹənd, lˈʌv mˌeɪks ðə wˈɜːld swˈiːɾɚ, aɪ nˈoʊ.