text_original: But yet be not cast down: I see A weaver will your hangman be: You'll only hang in tapestry with many; And then the ladies, I suppose, Will praise your longitude of nose, For latent charms within your clothes, dear Danny.
text_transcription: BUT YET BE NOT CAST DOWN I SEE A WEAVER WILL YOUR HANGMAN BE YOU'LL ONLY HANG IN TAPESTRY WITH MANY AND THEN THE LADIES I SUPPOSE WILL PRAISE YOUR LONGITUDE OF NOSE FOR LATENT CHARMS WITHIN YOUR CLOTHES DEAR DANNY
phonemes: bˌʌt jˈɛt biː nˌɑːt kˈæst dˈaʊn: aɪ sˈiː ɐ wˈiːvɚ wɪl jʊɹ hˈæŋmən bˈiː: juːl ˈoʊnli hˈæŋ ɪn tˈæpᵻstɹi wɪð mˈɛni; ænd ðˈɛn ðə lˈeɪdiz, aɪ səpˈoʊz, wɪl pɹˈeɪz jʊɹ lˈɔndʒɪtˌuːd ʌv nˈoʊz, fɔːɹ lˈeɪtənt tʃˈɑːɹmz wɪðˌɪn jʊɹ klˈoʊðz, dˈɪɹ dˈæni.