text_original: There is a flower that bees prefer, And butterflies desire; To gain the purple democrat The humming birds aspire. And whatsoever insect pass, A honey bears away Proportioned to his several dearth And her capacity.
text_transcription: THERE IS A FLOWER THAT BEES PREFER AND BUTTERFLIES DESIRE TO GAIN THE PURPLE DEMOCRAT THE HUMMING BIRDS ASPIRE AND WHATSOEVER INSECT PASS A HONEY BEARS AWAY PROPORTIONED TO ITS SEVERAL DEATH AND HER CAPACITY
phonemes: ðɛɹ ɪz ɐ flˈaʊɚ ðæt bˈiːz pɹɪfˈɜː, ænd bˈʌɾɚflˌaɪz dɪzˈaɪɚ; tə ɡˈeɪn ðə pˈɜːpəl dˈɛməkɹˌæt ðə hˈʌmɪŋ bˈɜːdz ɐspˈaɪɚ. ænd wʌtsˌoʊˈɛvɚɹ ˈɪnsɛkt pˈæs, ɐ hˈʌni bˈɛɹz ɐwˈeɪ pɹəpˈɔːɹʃənd tə hɪz sˈɛvɹəl dˈɜːθ ænd hɜː kəpˈæsᵻɾi.