text_original: The moral of this tale is proper, Applied to Wood's adulterate copper: Which, as he scatter'd, we, like dolts, Mistook at first for thunderbolts, Before the Drapier shot a letter, (Nor Jove himself could do it better) Which lighting on the impostor's crown, Like real thunder knock'd him down.
text_transcription: THE MORAL OF THIS TALE IS PROPER APPLIED TO WOOD'S ADULTERATE COPPER WHICH AS HE SCATTERED WE LIKE DOLTS MISTOOK AT FIRST FOR THUNDERBOLTS BEFORE THE DRAPER SHOT A LETTER NOR JOVE HIMSELF COULD DO IT BETTER WHICH LIGHTING ON THE IMPOSTURE'S CROWN LIKE REAL THUNDER KNOCKED HIM DOWN
phonemes: ðə mˈɔːɹəl ʌv ðɪs tˈeɪl ɪz pɹˈɑːpɚ, ɐplˈaɪd tə wˈʊdz ɐdˈʌltɚɹˌeɪt kˈɑːpɚ: wˈɪtʃ, æz hiː skˈæɾɚd, wiː, lˈaɪk dˈoʊlts, mɪstˈʊk æt fˈɜːst fɔːɹ θˈʌndɚbˌoʊlts, bᵻfˌɔːɹ ðə dɹˈeɪpiɚ ʃˈɑːt ɐ lˈɛɾɚ, (nˈɔːɹ dʒˈoʊv hɪmsˈɛlf kʊd dˈuː ɪt bˈɛɾɚ) wˌɪtʃ lˈaɪɾɪŋ ɔnðɪ ɪmpˈɔstɚz kɹˈaʊn, lˈaɪk ɹˈiːəl θˈʌndɚ nˈɑːkd hˌɪm dˈaʊn.