text_original: "You will not take a hundred, Very well then, let them be! But I have a constant lover Who, as you may discover, Will never abandon me." On the deck, before the rover, The witch began to sing: "Oh come to me, my lover!" And the wind as it stole over Began to howl and ring.
text_transcription: YOU WILL NOT TAKE A HUNDRED VERY WELL THEN LET HIM BE BUT I HAVE A CONSTANT LOVER WHO AS YOU MAY DISCOVER WILL NEVER ABANDON ME ON THE DECK BEFORE THE ROVER THE WITCH BEGAN TO SING OH COME TO ME MY LOVER AND THE WIND AS IT STOLE OVER BEGAN TO HOWL AND RING
phonemes: "juː wɪl nˌɑːt tˈeɪk ɐ hˈʌndɹɪd, vˈɛɹi wˈɛl ðˈɛn, lˈɛt ðˌɛm bˈiː! bˌʌt aɪ hæv ɐ kˈɑːnstənt lˈʌvɚ hˈuː, æz juː mˈeɪ dɪskˈʌvɚ, wɪl nˈɛvɚɹ ɐbˈændən mˌiː." ɔnðə dˈɛk, bᵻfˌɔːɹ ðə ɹˈoʊvɚ, ðə wˈɪtʃ bɪɡˈæn tə sˈɪŋ: "ˈoʊ kˈʌm tə mˌiː, maɪ lˈʌvɚ!" ænd ðə wˈɪnd æz ɪt stˈoʊl ˌoʊvɚ bɪɡˈæn tə hˈaʊl ænd ɹˈɪŋ.