text_original: Thou, to whom I love to hearken, Come, ere night around me darken; Though thy softness but deceive me, Say thou'rt true, and I'll believe thee; Veil, if ill, thy soul's intent, Let me think it innocent!
text_transcription: THOU TO WHOM I LOVE TO HEARKEN COME E'EN NIGHT AROUND ME DARKEN THOUGH THY SOFTNESS BUT DECEIVE ME SAY THOU TRUE AND I'LL BELIEVE THEE VEIL IF ILL THY SOUL'S INTENT LET ME THINK IT INNOCENT
phonemes: ðˈaʊ, tə hˈuːm aɪ lˈʌv tə hˈɑːɹkən, kˈʌm, ˈɛɹ nˈaɪt ɚɹˈaʊnd mˌiː dˈɑːɹkən; ðˌoʊ ðˌaɪ sˈɔftnəs bˌʌt dᵻsˈiːv mˌiː, sˈeɪ θˈaʊət tɹˈuː, ænd aɪl bᵻlˈiːv ðˈiː; vˈeɪl, ɪf ˈɪl, ðˌaɪ sˈoʊlz ɪntˈɛnt, lˈɛt mˌiː θˈɪŋk ɪɾ ˈɪnəsənt!