text_original: Now, too, the joy most like divine Of all I ever dreamt or knew, To see thee, hear thee, call thee mine,   O misery! must I lose _that_ too?"
text_transcription: NOW TOO THE JOY MOST LIKE DIVINE OF ALL I EVER DREAMT ON YOU TO SEE THEE HEAR THEE CALL THEE MINE O MISERY MUST I LOSE THAT TOO
phonemes: nˈaʊ, tˈuː, ðə dʒˈɔɪ mˈoʊst lˈaɪk dᵻvˈaɪn ʌv ˈɔːl aɪ ˈɛvɚ dɹˈɛmpt ɔːɹ nˈuː, tə sˈiː ðˈiː, hˈɪɹ ðˈiː, kˈɔːl ðiː mˈaɪn,   ˈoʊ mˈɪzɚɹi! mˈʌst aɪ lˈuːz ðæt tˈuː?"