text_original: K)i5 Many a dear thought deep in the heart, Many a memory, dulcet and fine. Wakes as we walk in the garden to night.
text_transcription: MANY A DEAR THOUGHT DEEP IN THE HEART MANY A MEMORY DULCET AND FINE WAKES AS WE WALK IN THE GARDEN TO NIGHT
phonemes: kˈeɪ)ˈaɪ fˈaɪv mˈɛni ɐ dˈɪɹ θˈɔːt dˈiːp ɪnðə hˈɑːɹt, mˈɛni ɐ mˈɛmɚɹi, dˈʌlsɪt ænd fˈaɪn. wˈeɪks æz wiː wˈɔːk ɪnðə ɡˈɑːɹdən tə nˈaɪt.