text_original: Two lovers came ; of many a common thing We talked ; then in a ring Drew toward the hearth ; the winter daylight died, And she was at his side ; He took, he stroked her hand.
text_transcription: TWO LOVERS CAME OF MANY A COMMON THING WE TALKED THEN IN A RING DREW TOWARD THE HEARTH THE WINTER DAYLIGHT DIED AND SHE WAS AT HIS SIDE HE TOOK HE STROKED HER HAND
phonemes: tˈuː lˈʌvɚz kˈeɪm ; ʌv mˈɛni ɐ kˈɑːmən θˈɪŋ wiː tˈɔːkt ; ðˈɛn ɪn ɐ ɹˈɪŋ dɹˈuː təwˈɔːɹd ðə hˈɑːɹθ ; ðə wˈɪntɚ dˈeɪlaɪt dˈaɪd, ænd ʃiː wʌz æt hɪz sˈaɪd ; hiː tˈʊk, hiː stɹˈoʊkt hɜː hˈænd.