text_original: If so, great sir, you will excuse us, For we and our attending Muses May live to change our strain; And turn, with merry hearts, our tune, Upon some happy tenth of June, To "the king enjoys his own again."
text_transcription: IF SO GREAT SIR YOU WILL EXCUSE US FOR WE AND OUR ATTENDING MUSES MAY LIVE TO CHANGE OUR STRAIN AND TURN WITH MERRY HEARTS OUR TUNE UPON SOME HAPPY TENTH OF JUNE TO THE KING ENJOYS HIS OWN AGAIN
phonemes: ɪf sˈoʊ, ɡɹˈeɪt sˌɜː, juː wɪl ɛkskjˈuːs ˌʌs, fɔːɹ wiː ænd ˌaʊɚɹ ɐtˈɛndɪŋ mjˈuːzᵻz mˈeɪ lˈɪv tə tʃˈeɪndʒ ˌaʊɚ stɹˈeɪn; ænd tˈɜːn, wɪð mˈɛɹi hˈɑːɹts, ˌaʊɚ tˈuːn, əpˌɑːn sˌʌm hˈæpi tˈɛnθ ʌv dʒˈuːn, tuː "ðə kˈɪŋ ɛndʒˈɔɪz hɪz ˈoʊn ɐɡˈɛn."