text_original: There flies about a strange report Of mighty news arrived at court: I'm stopp'd by all the fools I meet, And catechised in every street. "You, Mr. Dean, frequent the great: Inform us, will the emperor treat? Or do the prints and papers lie?"
text_transcription: THERE FLIES ABOUT A STRANGE REPORT OF MIGHTY NEWS ARRIVED AT COURT I'M STOPPED BY ALL THE FOOLS I MEET AND CATECHISED IN EVERY STREET YOU MISTER DEAN FREQUENT THE GREAT INFORM US WILL THE EMPEROR TRAIT OR DO THE PRINCE AND PAPERS LIE
phonemes: ðɛɹ flˈaɪz ɐbˌaʊt ɐ stɹˈeɪndʒ ɹᵻpˈɔːɹt ʌv mˈaɪɾi nˈuːz ɚɹˈaɪvd æt kˈɔːɹt: aɪm stˈɑːpd baɪ ˈɔːl ðə fˈuːlz aɪ mˈiːt, ænd kˈæɾɪtʃˌaɪzd ɪn ˈɛvɹi stɹˈiːt. "juː, mˈɪstɚ. dˈiːn, fɹˈiːkwənt ðə ɡɹˈeɪt: ɪnfˈɔːɹm ˌʌs, wɪl ðɪ ˈɛmpɚɹɚ tɹˈiːt? ɔːɹ dˈuː ðə pɹˈɪnts ænd pˈeɪpɚz lˈaɪ?"