text_original: Get Helsham, Walmsley, Delany, And some Grattans, if there be any:[1] Take care you do not bid too many. [Footnote 1: _I.e._ in Dublin, for they were country clergy.  _F._] DR. SWIFT'S REPLY The verses you sent on the bottling your wine Were, in every one's judgment, exceedingly fine; And I must confess, as a dean and divine, I think you inspired by the Muses all nine. I nicely examined them every line, And the worst of them all like a barn door did shine; O, that Jove would give me such a talent as thine!
text_transcription: GET HELSHAM WALMSLEY DELANEY AND SOME GRATINS IF THERE BE ANY TAKE CARE YOU DO NOT BID TOO MANY DOCTOR SWIFT'S REPLY THE VERSES YOU SET ON THE BOTTLING YOUR WINE WERE IN EVERY ONE'S JUDGMENT EXCEEDINGLY FINE AND I MUST CONFESS AS A DEAN AND DIVINE I THINK YOU INSPIRED BY THE MUSES ALL NINE I NICELY EXAMINED THEM EVERY LINE AND THE WORST OF THEM ALL LIKE A BARN DOOR DID SHINE OH THAT JOVE WOULD GIVE ME SUCH A TALENT AS THINE
phonemes: ɡɛt hˈɛlʃæm, wˈɔlmsli, dᵻlˈæni, ænd sˌʌm ɡɹˈæʔn̩z, ɪf ðɛɹbˈiː ˌɛni:[wˈʌn] tˈeɪk kˈɛɹ juː duːnˌɑːt bˈɪd tˈuː mɛni. [fˈʊtnoʊt wˈʌn: ˈaɪ.ˈiː.ɪn dˈʌblɪn, fɔːɹ ðeɪ wɜː kˈʌntɹi klˈɜːdʒi.  ˈɛf.] dˌiːˈɑːɹ. swˈɪfts ɹᵻplˈaɪ ðə vˈɜːsᵻz juː sˈɛnt ɔnðə bˈɑːɾəlɪŋ jʊɹ wˈaɪn wɜː, ɪn ˈɛvɹi wˈʌnz dʒˈʌdʒmənt, ɛksˈiːdɪŋli fˈaɪn; ænd aɪ mˈʌst kənfˈɛs, æz ɐ dˈiːn ænd dᵻvˈaɪn, aɪ θˈɪŋk juː ɪnspˈaɪɚd baɪ ðə mjˈuːzᵻz ˈɔːl nˈaɪn. aɪ nˈaɪsli ɛɡzˈæmɪnd ðˌɛm ˈɛvɹi lˈaɪn, ænd ðə wˈɜːst ʌv ðˌɛm ˈɔːl lˈaɪk ɐ bˈɑːɹn dˈɔːɹ dˈɪd ʃˈaɪn; ˈoʊ, ðæt dʒˈoʊv wʊd ɡˈɪv mˌiː sˈʌtʃ ɐ tˈælənt æz ðˈaɪn!