text_original: God shall not take from me that hour, When round my neck her white arms clung! When 'neath my lips, like some fierce flower, Her white throat swung!
text_transcription: GOD SHALL NOT TAKE FROM ME THAT HOUR WHEN ROUND MY NECK HER WHITE ARMS CLUNG WHEN NEATH MY LIPS LIKE SOME FIERCE FLOWER HER WHITE THROAT SWUNG
phonemes: ɡˈɑːd ʃˌæl nˌɑːt tˈeɪk fɹʌm mˌiː ðæt ˈaʊɚ, wˌɛn ɹˈaʊnd maɪ nˈɛk hɜː wˈaɪt ˈɑːɹmz klˈʌŋ! wˌɛn nˈiːθ maɪ lˈɪps, lˈaɪk sˌʌm fˈɪɹs flˈaʊɚ, hɜː wˈaɪt θɹˈoʊt swˈʌŋ!