text_original: Is singing the air to gladness new As the breaking bud And the freshet's flood! Not only the peeping grass and the scent   (Oh, love o' my life, fly unto me here!)
text_transcription: IS SINGING THE AIR TO GLADNESS NEW AS THE BREAKING BUD AND THE FRESHET'S FLOOD NOT ONLY THE PEEPING GRASS AND THE SCENT O LOVE OF MY LIFE FLY UNTO ME HERE
phonemes: ɪz sˈɪŋɪŋ ðɪ ˈɛɹ tə ɡlˈædnəs nˈuː æz ðə bɹˈeɪkɪŋ bˈʌd ænd ðə fɹˈɛʃɪts flˈʌd! nˌɑːt ˈoʊnli ðə pˈiːpɪŋ ɡɹˈæs ænd ðə sˈɛnt   (ˈoʊ, lˈʌv ˈoʊ maɪ lˈaɪf, flˈaɪ ˌʌntʊ mˌiː hˈɪɹ!)