text_original: She will not come, I know her well,Of lover's vows she hath no care,And little good a man can tellOf one so cruel and so fair.True love is but a woman's toy,They never know the lover's pain,And I who loved as loves a boyMust love in vain, must love in vain.
text_transcription: SHE WILL NOT COME I KNOW HER WELL OF LOVER'S VOWS SHE HATH NO CARE AND LITTLE GOOD A MAN CAN TELL OF ONE SO CRUEL AND SO FAIR TRUE LOVE IS BUT A WOMAN'S TOY THEY NEVER KNOW THE LOVER'S PAIN AND I WHO LOVED AS LOVES A BOY MUST LOVE IN VAIN MUST LOVE IN VAIN
phonemes: ʃiː wɪl nˌɑːt kˈʌm, aɪ nˈoʊ hɜː wˈɛl,ʌv lˈʌvɚz vˈaʊz ʃiː hæθ nˈoʊ kˈɛɹ,ænd lˈɪɾəl ɡˈʊd ɐ mˈæn kæn tˈɛl ʌv wˈʌn sˌoʊ kɹˈuːəl ænd sˌoʊ fˈɛɹ.tɹˈuː lˈʌv ɪz bˌʌt ɐ wˈʊmənz tˈɔɪ,ðeɪ nˈɛvɚ nˈoʊ ðə lˈʌvɚz pˈeɪn,ænd aɪ hˌuː lˈʌvd æz lˈʌvz ɐ bˈɔɪ mˈʌst lˈʌv ɪn vˈeɪn, mˈʌst lˈʌv ɪn vˈeɪn.