text_original: He bids me then to hold my tongue, and up the money locks, For fear my lord should send it all into the poor man's box.
text_transcription: HE BIDS ME THEN TO HOLD MY TONGUE AND UP THE MONEY LOCKS FOR FEAR MY LORD SHOULD SEND IT ALL INTO THE POOR MAN'S BOX
phonemes: hiː bˈɪdz mˌiː ðˈɛn tə hˈoʊld maɪ tˈʌŋ, ænd ˌʌp ðə mˈʌni lˈɑːks, fɔːɹ fˈɪɹ maɪ lˈɔːɹd ʃˌʊd sˈɛnd ɪɾ ˈɔːl ˌɪntʊ ðə pˈʊɹ mˈænz bˈɑːks.