text_original: I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints,—I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life!
text_transcription: I LOVE THEE WITH THE PASSION PUT TO USE IN MY OLD GRIEFS AND WITH MY CHILDHOOD'S FAITH I LOVE THEE WITH THE LOVE I SEEM TO LOSE WITH MY LOST SAINTS I LOVE THEE WITH THE BREATH SMILES TEARS OF ALL MY LIFE
phonemes: aɪ lˈʌv ðiː wɪððə pˈæʃən pˌʊt tə jˈuːz ɪn maɪ ˈoʊld ɡɹˈiːfs, ænd wɪð maɪ tʃˈaɪldhʊdz fˈeɪθ. aɪ lˈʌv ðiː wɪð ɐ lˈʌv aɪ sˈiːmd tə lˈuːz wɪð maɪ lˈɔst sˈeɪnts,—aɪ lˈʌv ðiː wɪððə bɹˈɛθ, smˈaɪlz, tˈɪɹz, ʌv ˈɔːl maɪ lˈaɪf!