text_original: 177 And leaning on my elbow and my side, The long day I shope me for to abide, For nothing els, and I shall nal lie, But for to looke upon the daisie, That well by reason men it call may The daisie, or els the eye of the day, The empress and floure of floures all, I pray to God that faire mote she fall, And all that loven floures for her Bake.
text_transcription: AND LEANING ON MY ELBOW AND MY SIDE THE LONG DAY I SHOWED ME FOR TO ABIDE FOR NOTHING ELSE AND I SHALL NOT LAY BUT FOR TO LOOKER UPON THE DAISY THAT WELL BY RESUME MEN IT CALL MAY THE DAISY OR ELSE THE EYE OF THE DAY THE EMPRESS AND FLORA OF FLORUS ALL I PRAY TO GOD THAT FAIRER MOTH DO SHE FALL AND ALL THAT'LL LIVE IN FLORUS FOR HER SAKE
phonemes: wˈʌnhˈʌndɹɪd sˈɛvənti sˈɛvən ænd lˈiːnɪŋ ˌɔn maɪ ˈɛlboʊ ænd maɪ sˈaɪd, ðə lˈɔŋ dˈeɪ aɪ ʃˈoʊp mˌiː fɔːɹ tʊ ɐbˈaɪd, fɔːɹ nˈʌθɪŋ ˈɛlz, ænd aɪʃˌɐl nˈæl lˈaɪ, bˌʌt fɔːɹ tə lˈʊk əpˌɑːn ðə dˈeɪsi, ðæt wˈɛl baɪ ɹˈiːzən mˈɛn ɪt kˈɔːl mˈeɪ ðə dˈeɪsi, ɔːɹ ˈɛlz ðɪ ˈaɪ ʌvðə dˈeɪ, ðɪ ˈɛmpɹɛs ænd flˈaʊɚɹ ʌv flˈaʊɚz ˈɔːl, aɪ pɹˈeɪ tə ɡˈɑːd ðæt fˈɛɹ mˈoʊt ʃiː fˈɔːl, ænd ˈɔːl ðæt lˈʌvən flˈaʊɚz fɔːɹ hɜː bˈeɪk.