text_original: I have always admired that speech of Hotspur in the first part of Henry the Fourth: By Heaven, methinks it were an easy leap, To pluck bright honour from the pale fac'd moon; Or dive into the bottom of the deep, Where fathom line could never touch the ground, And pluck up drowned honour by the locks— "There is a boldness and ease in the expression, and the images are very picturesque.
text_transcription: I HAVE ALWAYS ADMIRED THAT SPEECH OF HOTSPUR IN THE FIRST PART OF HENRY THE FOURTH BY HEAVEN METHINKS IT WERE AN EASY LEAP TO PLUCK BRIGHT HONOUR FROM THE PALE FACED MOON OR DIVE INTO THE BOTTOM OF THE DEEP WHERE FATHOM LINE COULD NEVER TOUCH THE GROUND AND PLUCK UP DROWNED HONOUR BY THE LOCKS THERE IS A BOLDNESS AND EASE IN THE EXPRESSION AND THE IMAGES ARE VERY PICTURESQUE
phonemes: aɪ hæv ˈɔːlweɪz ɐdmˈaɪɚd ðæt spˈiːtʃ ʌv hˈɑːtspʊɹ ɪnðə fˈɜːst pˈɑːɹt ʌv hˈɛnɹi ðə fˈɔːɹθ: baɪ hˈɛvən, miːθˈɪŋks ɪt wɜːɹ ɐn ˈiːzi lˈiːp, tə plˈʌk bɹˈaɪt ˈɑːnɚ fɹʌmðə pˈeɪl fˈækd mˈuːn; ɔːɹ dˈaɪv ˌɪntʊ ðə bˈɑːɾəm ʌvðə dˈiːp, wˌɛɹ fˈæðəm lˈaɪn kʊd nˈɛvɚ tˈʌtʃ ðə ɡɹˈaʊnd, ænd plˈʌk ˌʌp dɹˈaʊnd ˈɑːnɚ baɪ ðə lˈɑːks— "ðɛɹ ɪz ɐ bˈoʊldnəs ænd ˈiːz ɪnðɪ ɛkspɹˈɛʃən, ænd ðɪ ˈɪmɪdʒᵻz ɑːɹ vˈɛɹi pˌɪktʃɚɹˈɛsk.