text_original: Thou'rt gone like the meteor that blazed in the sky, And the spot thou hast smiled upon knows thee no more, Is there no one that heaves o'er thy ashes a sigh? Is there none to regret? Is there none to deplore?
text_transcription: THOU ART GONE LIKE THE METEOR THAT BLAZED IN THE SKY AND THE SPOT THOU HAST SMILED UPON KNOWS THEE NO MORE IS THERE NO ONE THAT HEAPS OVER THY ASHES A SIGH IS THERE NONE TO REGRET IS THERE NONE TO DEPLORE
phonemes: θˈaʊət ɡɔn lˈaɪk ðə mˈiːɾɪɚ ðæt blˈeɪzd ɪnðə skˈaɪ, ænd ðə spˈɑːt ðˈaʊ hˈeɪst smˈaɪld əpˌɑːn nˈoʊz ðiː nˈoʊmˌɔːɹ, ɪz ðɛɹ nˈoʊwˈʌn ðæt hˈiːvz ˈɔːɹ ðˌaɪ ˈæʃᵻz ɐ sˈaɪ? ɪz ðɛɹ nˈʌn tə ɹᵻɡɹˈɛt? ɪz ðɛɹ nˈʌn tə dᵻplˈɔːɹ?