text_original: No more within the bramble brake The sleepy bloom is kissed awake   The sun is sad for her dear sake, Whose head lies low, Lies dim and low.
text_transcription: NO MORE WITHIN THE BRAMBLE BRAKE THE SLEEPY BLOOM IS KISSED AWAKE THE SUN IS SAD FOR HER DEAR SAKE WHOSE HEAD LIES LOW LIES DIM AND LOW
phonemes: nˈoʊmˌɔːɹ wɪðˌɪn ðə bɹˈæmbəl bɹˈeɪk ðə slˈiːpi blˈuːm ɪz kˈɪst ɐwˈeɪk ðə sˈʌn ɪz sˈæd fɔːɹ hɜː dˈɪɹ sˈeɪk, hˌuːz hˈɛd lˈaɪz lˈoʊ, lˈaɪz dˈɪm ænd lˈoʊ.