text_original: I loved; but, hear me swear, I kept me pure! (Remember that, Madonna, when I come Before thy throne to morrow. Be not stern, Or gaze upon me with reproachful look, Making my little angel hide his face And weep, while all the others turn glad eyes Rejoicing on their mothers.)
text_transcription: I LOVED BUT HEAR ME SWEAR I KEPT ME PURE REMEMBER THAT MADONNA WHEN I COME BEFORE THY THRONE TO MORROW BE NOT STERN OR GAZE UPON ME WITH REPROACHFUL LOOK MAKING MY LITTLE ANGEL HIDE HIS FACE AND WEEP WHILE ALL THE OTHERS TURNED GLAD EYES REJOICING ON THEIR MOTHERS
phonemes: aɪ lˈʌvd; bˌʌt, hˈɪɹ mˌiː swˈɛɹ, aɪ kˈɛpt mˌiː pjˈʊɹ! (ɹᵻmˈɛmbɚ ðˈæt, mɐdˈɑːnə, wˌɛn aɪ kˈʌm bᵻfˌɔːɹ ðˌaɪ θɹˈoʊn tə mˈɑːɹoʊ. biː nˌɑːt stˈɜːn, ɔːɹ ɡˈeɪz əpˌɑːn mˌiː wɪð ɹᵻpɹˈoʊtʃfəl lˈʊk, mˌeɪkɪŋ maɪ lˈɪɾəl ˈeɪndʒəl hˈaɪd hɪz fˈeɪs ænd wˈiːp, wˌaɪl ˈɔːl ðɪ ˈʌðɚz tˈɜːn ɡlˈæd ˈaɪz ɹᵻdʒˈɔɪsɪŋ ˌɔn ðɛɹ mˈʌðɚz.)