text_original: But, when sweet Hope at last hath fled, Cometh her sister, Memory; She wreathes Hope's garlands round her head, And strives to seem as fair as she.
text_transcription: BUT WHEN SWEET HOPE AT LAST HATH FLED COMETH HER SISTER MEMORY SHE WREATHES HOPE'S GARLANDS ROUND HER HEAD AND STRIVES TO SEEM AS FAIR AS SHE
phonemes: bˌʌt, wˌɛn swˈiːt hˈoʊp æt lˈæst hæθ flˈɛd, kˈʌməθ hɜː sˈɪstɚ, mˈɛmɚɹi; ʃiː ɹˈiːðz hˈoʊpz ɡˈɑːɹləndz ɹˈaʊnd hɜː hˈɛd, ænd stɹˈaɪvz tə sˈiːm æz fˈɛɹ æz ʃiː.