text_original: Then come the poor and strip him so, they leave him not a cross, For he regards ten thousand pounds no more than Wood's dross. To beg his favour is the way new favours still to win, He makes no more to give ten pounds than I to give a pin.
text_transcription: THEN COME THE POOR AND STRIP HIM SO THEY LEAVE HIM NOT A CROSS FOR HE REGARDS TEN THOUSAND POUNDS NO MORE THAN WOOD IS DROSS TO BEG HIS FAVOUR IS THE WAY NEW FAVOUR STILL TO WIN HE MAKES NO MORE TO GIVE TEN POUNDS THAN I TO GIVE A PIN
phonemes: ðˈɛn kˈʌm ðə pˈʊɹ ænd stɹˈɪp hˌɪm sˈoʊ, ðeɪ lˈiːv hˌɪm nˌɑːɾə kɹˈɔs, fɔːɹ hiː ɹᵻɡˈɑːɹdz tˈɛn θˈaʊzənd pˈaʊndz nˈoʊmˌɔːɹ ðɐn wˈʊdz dɹˈɔs. tə bˈɛɡ hɪz fˈeɪvɚɹ ɪz ðə wˈeɪ nˈuː fˈeɪvɚz stˈɪl tə wˈɪn, hiː mˌeɪks nˈoʊmˌɔːɹ tə ɡˈɪv tˈɛn pˈaʊndz ðɐn aɪ tə ɡˈɪv ɐ pˈɪn.