text_original: 299 Like a rose embowered In its own green leaves, By warm wiiids deflowered, Till the scent it gives Makes faint with too much sweet these heavy  winged thieves.
text_transcription: LIKE A ROSE EMBOWER'D IN ITS OWN GREEN LEAVES BY WARM WINDS DEFLOWERS TILL THE SCENT IT GIVES MAKES FAINT WITH TOO MUCH SWEET THESE HEAVY WINGED THIEVES
phonemes: tˈuːhˈʌndɹɪd nˈaɪnti nˈaɪn lˈaɪk ɐ ɹˈoʊz ɛmbˈaʊɚd ɪn ɪts ˈoʊn ɡɹˈiːn lˈiːvz, baɪ wˈɔːɹm wˈɪɪˌɪdz dᵻflˈaʊɚd, tˈɪl ðə sˈɛnt ɪt ɡˈɪvz mˌeɪks fˈeɪnt wɪð tˈuː mʌtʃ swˈiːt ðiːz hˈɛvi wˈɪŋd θˈiːvz.