text_original: The Princess sat lone in her maiden bower, The lad blew his horn at the foot of the tower. "Why playest thou alway? Be silent, I pray, It fetters my thoughts that would flee far away.
text_transcription: THE PRINCESS SAT LONE IN HER MAIDEN BOWER THE LAD BLEW HIS HORN AT THE FOOT OF THE TOWER WHY PLAYEST THOU ALWAY BE SILENT I PRAY IT FETTERS MY THOUGHTS THAT WOULD FLEE FAR AWAY
phonemes: ðə pɹˈɪnsɛs sˈæt lˈoʊn ɪn hɜː mˈeɪdən bˈaʊɚ, ðə lˈæd blˈuː hɪz hˈɔːɹn æt ðə fˈʊt ʌvðə tˈaʊɚ. "wˌaɪ plˈeɪɪst ðˈaʊ ˈɔlweɪ? biː sˈaɪlənt, aɪ pɹˈeɪ, ɪt fˈɛɾɚz maɪ θˈɔːts ðæt wʊd flˈiː fˈɑːɹ ɐwˈeɪ.