text_original: Wait? nay, fling it to heaven The false little song you prate! Too sweet are its fancies not to leaven Even the rudest fate!
text_transcription: WAIT NAY FLING IT TO HEAVEN THE FALSE LITTLE SONG YOU PRAY TOO SWEET ARE ITS FANCIES NOT TO LEAVEN EVEN THE RUDEST FATE
phonemes: wˈeɪt? nˈeɪ, flˈɪŋ ɪt tə hˈɛvən ðə fˈɔls lˈɪɾəl sˈɔŋ juː pɹˈeɪt! tˈuː swˈiːt ɑːɹ ɪts fˈænsiz nˌɑːt tə lˈɛvən ˈiːvən ðə ɹˈuːdɪst fˈeɪt!