Sonnet 116

William Shakespeare

V1 V2 V3 V4 C1 C2 C3 C4 C5 VT CT

1 let miː nɒt tʊ ðə ˈmær.ɪʤ əv truː mɑɪndz 7 0 2 1 5 1 3 5 3 10 17

2 ədˈmɪt ɪmˈped.ɪ.mənts lʌv ɪz nɒt lʌv 10 0 0 0 6 0 4 5 2 10 17

3 wɪʧ ˈɔːl.təz wen ɪt ˌɔːl.tərˈeɪ.ʃən fɑɪndz 6 0 2 2 4 1 4 3 5 10 17

4 ɔː bendz wɪð ðə rɪˈmuː.və tʊ rɪˈmuːv 7 0 3 0 3 0 5 3 3 10 14

5 əʊ nəʊ ɪt ɪz ən ˈev.ə fɪkst mɑːk 6 0 1 2 4 0 4 3 0 9 11

6 ðət lʊks ɒn ˈtem.pɪsts ənd ɪz ˈnev.ə ˈʃeɪ.kən 10 0 0 1 7 0 7 5 1 11 20

7 ɪt ɪz ðə stɑː tʊ ˈev.ri ˈwɒn.drɪŋ bɑːk 7 1 2 0 6 0 4 2 3 10 15

8 huːz wɜːθs ʌnˈnəʊn ɔːlˈðəʊ hɪz hɑɪt bi ˈteɪ.kən 3 1 3 4 4 0 8 4 2 11 18

9 lʌvz nɒt tɑɪmz fuːl ðəʊ ˈrəʊ.zi lɪps ənd ʧiːks 4 1 2 3 5 1 8 3 4 10 21

10 wɪˈðɪn hɪz ˈben.dɪŋ ˈsɪk.l̩z ˈkʌm.pəs kʌm 9 0 0 0 6 0 6 5 2 9 19

11 lʌv ˈɔːl.təz nɒt wɪð hɪz briːf ɑʊəz ənd wiːks 7 0 3 1 5 0 8 2 5 11 20

12 bət beəz ɪt ɑʊt ˈiː.vən tʊ ði eʤ əv duːm 6 1 2 2 7 1 4 2 0 11 14

13 ɪf ðɪs bi ˈer.ər ənd əˈpɒn miː pruːvd 7 1 2 0 5 0 4 3 3 10 15

14 ɑɪ ˈnev.ə rɪt nɔː nəʊ mæn ˈev.ə lʌvd 7 0 1 2 2 0 3 5 2 10 12

96 5 23 18 69 4 72 50 35 142 230

Let me not to the marriage of true mindes Admit impediments, love is not love Which alters when it alteration findes, Or bends with the remover to remove. O no, it is an ever fixed marke That lookes on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandring barke, Whose worths unknowne, although his higth be taken. Lov’s not Times foole, though rosie lips and cheeks Within his bending sickles compasse come, Love alters not with his breefe houres and weekes, But beares it out even to the edge of doome: If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

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vowel
V1: short
V2: neutralized
V3: long
V4: diphthong
vowel groups

consonant
C1: plosive
C2: affricate
C3: fricative
C4: nasal
C5: approximant
consonant groups

		V1	V2	V3	V4	C1	C2	C3	C4	C5	VT	CT
1	let miː nɒt tʊ ðə ˈmær.ɪʤ əv truː mɑɪndz	7	0	2	1	5	1	3	5	3	10	17
2	ədˈmɪt ɪmˈped.ɪ.mənts lʌv ɪz nɒt lʌv	10	0	0	0	6	0	4	5	2	10	17
3	wɪʧ ˈɔːl.təz wen ɪt ˌɔːl.tərˈeɪ.ʃən fɑɪndz	6	0	2	2	4	1	4	3	5	10	17
4	ɔː bendz wɪð ðə rɪˈmuː.və tʊ rɪˈmuːv	7	0	3	0	3	0	5	3	3	10	14
5	əʊ nəʊ ɪt ɪz ən ˈev.ə fɪkst mɑːk	6	0	1	2	4	0	4	3	0	9	11
6	ðət lʊks ɒn ˈtem.pɪsts ənd ɪz ˈnev.ə ˈʃeɪ.kən	10	0	0	1	7	0	7	5	1	11	20
7	ɪt ɪz ðə stɑː tʊ ˈev.ri ˈwɒn.drɪŋ bɑːk	7	1	2	0	6	0	4	2	3	10	15
8	huːz wɜːθs ʌnˈnəʊn ɔːlˈðəʊ hɪz hɑɪt bi ˈteɪ.kən	3	1	3	4	4	0	8	4	2	11	18
9	lʌvz nɒt tɑɪmz fuːl ðəʊ ˈrəʊ.zi lɪps ənd ʧiːks	4	1	2	3	5	1	8	3	4	10	21
10	wɪˈðɪn hɪz ˈben.dɪŋ ˈsɪk.l̩z ˈkʌm.pəs kʌm	9	0	0	0	6	0	6	5	2	9	19
11	lʌv ˈɔːl.təz nɒt wɪð hɪz briːf ɑʊəz ənd wiːks	7	0	3	1	5	0	8	2	5	11	20
12	bət beəz ɪt ɑʊt ˈiː.vən tʊ ði eʤ əv duːm	6	1	2	2	7	1	4	2	0	11	14
13	ɪf ðɪs bi ˈer.ər ənd əˈpɒn miː pruːvd	7	1	2	0	5	0	4	3	3	10	15
14	ɑɪ ˈnev.ə rɪt nɔː nəʊ mæn ˈev.ə lʌvd	7	0	1	2	2	0	3	5	2	10	12
		96	5	23	18	69	4	72	50	35	142	230
	Let me not to the marriage of true mindes Admit impediments, love is not love Which alters when it alteration findes, Or bends with the remover to remove. O no, it is an ever fixed marke That lookes on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandring barke, Whose worths unknowne, although his higth be taken. Lov’s not Times foole, though rosie lips and cheeks Within his bending sickles compasse come, Love alters not with his breefe houres and weekes, But beares it out even to the edge of doome: If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.