text_original: Under whose wise and careful guardship I now despise fatigue and hardship, Familiar grown to dirt and wet, Though draggled round, I scorn to fret: From you my chamber damsels learn My broken hose to patch and darn.
text_transcription: UNDER WHOSE WISE AND CAREFUL GUARDIANSHIP I NOW DESPISE FATIGUE AND HARDSHIP FAMILIAR GROWN TO DIRT AND WET THOUGH DRAGGLED ROUND I SCORN TO FRET FROM YOU MY CHAMBER DAMSELS LEARN MY BROKEN HOSE TO PATCH AND DARN
phonemes: ˌʌndɚ hˌuːz wˈaɪz ænd kˈɛɹfəl ɡˈɑːɹdʃɪp aɪ nˈaʊ dᵻspˈaɪz fɐtˈiːɡ ænd hˈɑːɹdʃɪp, fəmˈɪlɪɹ ɡɹˈoʊn tə dˈɜːt ænd wˈɛt, ðˌoʊ dɹˈæɡəld ɹˈaʊnd, aɪ skˈɔːɹn tə fɹˈɛt: fɹʌm juː maɪ tʃˈeɪmbɚ dˈæmsəlz lˈɜːn maɪ bɹˈoʊkən hˈoʊz tə pˈætʃ ænd dˈɑːɹn.