text_original: In vain the buds, when it is near, Open each pink and perfumed ear,   The song it sings she will not hear Who now is gone, Is dead and gone.
text_transcription: IN VAIN THE BUDS WHEN IT IS NEAR OPEN EACH PINK AND PERFUMED EAR THE SONG IT SINGS SHE WILL NOT HEAR WHO NOW IS GONE IS DEAD AND GONE
phonemes: ɪn vˈeɪn ðə bˈʌdz, wˌɛn ɪɾ ɪz nˈɪɹ, ˈoʊpən ˈiːtʃ pˈɪŋk ænd pˈɜːfjuːmd ˈɪɹ,   ðə sˈɔŋ ɪt sˈɪŋz ʃiː wɪl nˌɑːt hˈɪɹ hˌuː nˈaʊ ɪz ɡˈɔn, ɪz dˈɛd ænd ɡˈɔn.