text_original: I have done many a thing that's ill From a propensity to kill, Slain many an ox, and, what is worse, Have murder'd many a gallant horse; Robb'd woods and fens, and, like a glutton, Devour'd whole flocks of lamb and mutton; Nay sometimes, for I dare not lie, The shepherd went for company.
text_transcription: I HAVE DONE MANY A THING THAT'S ILL FROM A PROPENSITY TO KILL SLAIN MANY AN OX AND WHAT IS WARSE HAVE MURDERED MANY A GALLANT HORSE ROBBED WOODS AND FENS AND LIKE A GLUTTON DEVOURED WHOLE FLOCKS OF LAMB AND MUTTON NAY SOMETIMES FOR I DARE NOT LIE THE SHEPHERD WENT FOR COMPANY
phonemes: aɪ hæv dˈʌn mˈɛni ɐ θˈɪŋ ðæts ˈɪl fɹʌm ɐ pɹəpˈɛnsᵻɾi tə kˈɪl, slˈeɪn mˈɛni ɐn ˈɑːks, ænd, wˌʌt ɪz wˈɜːs, hæv mˈɜːdɚd mˈɛni ɐ ɡˈælənt hˈɔːɹs; ɹˈɑːbd wˈʊdz ænd fˈɛnz, ænd, lˈaɪk ɐ ɡlˈʌʔn̩, dɪvˈaʊɚd hˈoʊl flˈɑːks ʌv lˈæm ænd mˈʌʔn̩; nˈeɪ sˈʌmtaɪmz, fɔːɹ aɪ dˈɛɹ nˌɑːt lˈaɪ, ðə ʃˈɛpɚd wɛnt fɔːɹ kˈʌmpəni.