text_original: Then, honest Robin, of thy corpse beware; Thou art not half so nimble as a hare: Too ponderous is thy bulk to mount the sky; Nor can you go to Hell before you die.
text_transcription: THEN HONEST ROBIN OF THY CORPSE BEWARE THOU ART NOT HALF SO NIMBLE AS A HARE TOO PONDEROUS IS THY BULK TO MOUNT THE SKY NOR CAN YOU GO TO HELL BEFORE YOU DIE
phonemes: ðˈɛn, ˈɑːnɪst ɹˈɑːbɪn, ʌv ðˌaɪ kˈɔːɹps bᵻwˈɛɹ; ðˈaʊ ˈɑːɹt nˌɑːt hˈæf sˌoʊ nˈɪmbəl æz ɐ hˈɛɹ: tˈuː pˈɑːndɚɹəs ɪz ðˌaɪ bˈʌlk tə mˈaʊnt ðə skˈaɪ; nˈɔːɹ kæn juː ɡˌoʊ tə hˈɛl bᵻfˌɔːɹ juː dˈaɪ.