text_original: Poor Envy durst not show her phiz, She was so terrified at his. He waded, without any shame, Through thick and thin to get a name, Tried every sharping trick for bread, And after all he seldom sped.
text_transcription: POOR ENVY DURST NOT SHOW HER FIZZ SHE WAS SO TERRIFIED AT HIS HE WAITED WITHOUT ANY SHAME THROUGH THICK AND THIN TO GET A NAME TRIED EVERY SHARPING TRICK FOR BREAD AND AFTER ALL HE SELDOM SPED
phonemes: pˈʊɹ ˈɛnvi dˈɜːst nˌɑːt ʃˈoʊ hɜː fˈɪz, ʃiː wʌz sˌoʊ tˈɛɹᵻfˌaɪd æt hˈɪz. hiː wˈeɪdᵻd, wɪðˌaʊt ˌɛni ʃˈeɪm, θɹuː θˈɪk ænd θˈɪn tə ɡɛt ɐ nˈeɪm, tɹˈaɪd ˈɛvɹi ʃˈɑːɹpɪŋ tɹˈɪk fɔːɹ bɹˈɛd, ænd ˈæftɚɹ ˈɔːl hiː sˈɛldəm spˈɛd.