text_original: O Nymph, 'tis yours the guerdon rare, If now the open skies shine fair; O happy wanderings, well spent and o'er! [_The second sings and plays to his mandolin_.] O happy wanderings, well spent and o'er!
text_transcription: O NYMPH TIS YOURS TO GIRD AND RARE IF NOW THE OPEN SKIES SHINE FAIR O HAPPY WANDERINGS WELL SPENT AND O'ER THE SECOND SINGS AND PLACE TO HIS MANDOLIN O HAPPY WANDERINGS WELL SPENT AND O'ER
phonemes: ˈoʊ nˈɪmf, tˈɪz jˈɔːɹz ðə ɡˈɜːdən ɹˈɛɹ, ɪf nˈaʊ ðɪ ˈoʊpən skˈaɪz ʃˈaɪn fˈɛɹ; ˈoʊ hˈæpi wˈɔndɚɹɪŋz, wˈɛl spˈɛnt ænd ˈɔːɹ! [ðə sˈɛkənd sˈɪŋz ænd plˈeɪz tə hɪz mˈændəlˌɪn.] ˈoʊ hˈæpi wˈɔndɚɹɪŋz, wˈɛl spˈɛnt ænd ˈɔːɹ!