text_original: A year ago, and blithely paired, Their rough and tumble play they shared; They kissed and quarrelled, laughed and cried, A year ago at Eastertide. With bursting heart, with fiery face, She strove against him in the race; He unabashed her garter saw, That uow would touch her skirts with awe.
text_transcription: A YEAR AGO AND BLITHELY PAIRED THEIR ROUGHENED TUMBLE PLAY THEY SHARED THEY KISSED AND QUARRELLED LAUGHED AND CRIED A YEAR AGO AT EASTERTIDE WITH BURSTING HEART WITH FIERY FACE SHE STROVE AGAINST HIM IN THE RACE HE UNABASHED HER GARTER SAW THAT NOW WOULD TOUCH HER SKIRTS WITH AWE
phonemes: ɐ jˈɪɹ ɐɡˈoʊ, ænd blˈaɪðli pˈɛɹd, ðɛɹ ɹˈʌf ænd tˈʌmbəl plˈeɪ ðeɪ ʃˈɛɹd; ðeɪ kˈɪst ænd kwˈɔːɹəld, lˈæft ænd kɹˈaɪd, ɐ jˈɪɹ ɐɡˈoʊ æɾ ˈiːstɚtˌaɪd. wɪð bˈɜːstɪŋ hˈɑːɹt, wɪð fˈaɪɚɹi fˈeɪs, ʃiː stɹˈoʊv ɐɡˈɛnst hˌɪm ɪnðə ɹˈeɪs; hiː ˌʌnɐbˈæʃt hɜː ɡˈɑːɹɾɚ sˈɔː, ðæt jˈuːoʊ wʊd tˈʌtʃ hɜː skˈɜːts wɪð ˈɔː.