text_original: "I long wooed your daughter,  my suit you denied;   Love swells like the Selway, but ebbs like its tide; And now am I come, with this lost love of mine, To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine.
text_transcription: I LONG WOOD YOUR DAUGHTER MY SUIT YOU DENIED LOVE SWELLS LIKE THE SOLVE BUT EBBS LIKE THE TIDE AND NOW I AM COME WITH THIS LOST LOVE OF MINE TO LEAD BUT ONE MEASURE DRINK ONE CUP OF WINE
phonemes: "aɪ lˈɔŋ wˈuːd jʊɹ dˈɔːɾɚ,  maɪ sˈuːt juː dᵻnˈaɪd;   lˈʌv swˈɛlz lˈaɪk ðə sˈɛlweɪ, bˌʌt ˈɛbz lˈaɪk ɪts tˈaɪd; ænd nˈaʊ æm aɪ kˈʌm, wɪð ðɪs lˈɔst lˈʌv ʌv mˈaɪn, tə lˈiːd bˌʌt wˈʌn mˈɛʒɚ, dɹˈɪŋk wˈʌn kˈʌp ʌv wˈaɪn.