text_original: I have no wreath to lay before your feet; There shines no future, and the past is dead; But you have heard me, and I love you  Sweet.
text_transcription: I HAVE NO WREATH TO LAY BEFORE YOUR FEET THERE SHINES NO FUTURE AND THE PAST IS DEAD BUT YOU HAVE HEARD ME AND I LOVE YOU SWEET
phonemes: aɪ hæv nˈoʊ ɹˈiːθ tə lˈeɪ bᵻfˌɔːɹ jʊɹ fˈiːt; ðɛɹ ʃˈaɪnz nˈoʊ fjˈuːtʃɚ, ænd ðə pˈæst ɪz dˈɛd; bˌʌt juː hæv hˈɜːd mˌiː, ænd aɪ lˈʌv juː swˈiːt.