text_original: I knew not her secret, though she held mine: In that golden hour did we each confess; And her low voice murmured, Yea, I am thine, And the large world rang with my happiness.
text_transcription: I KNEW NOT HER SECRET THOUGH SHE HELD MINE IN THAT GOLDEN HOUR DID WE EACH CONFESS AND HER LOW VOICE MURMURED YEA I AM THINE AND THE LARGE WORLD RANG WITH MY HAPPINESS
phonemes: aɪ nˈuː nˌɑːt hɜː sˈiːkɹᵻt, ðˌoʊ ʃiː hˈɛld mˈaɪn: ɪn ðæt ɡˈoʊldən ˈaʊɚ dˈɪd wiː ˈiːtʃ kənfˈɛs; ænd hɜː lˈoʊ vˈɔɪs mˈɜːmɚd, jˈeɪ, aɪɐm ðˈaɪn, ænd ðə lˈɑːɹdʒ wˈɜːld ɹˈæŋ wɪð maɪ hˈæpɪnəs.