text_original: But if thou soar'st above the common prices, By virtue of subscription to thy Crisis, And nothing can go down with thee but wines Press'd from Burgundian and Campanian vines, Bid them be brought; for, though I hate the French, I love their liquors, as thou lovest a wench; Else thou must humble thy expensive taste, And, with us, hold contentment for a feast.
text_transcription: BUT IF THOU SOREST ABOVE THE COMMON PRICES BY VIRTUE OF SUBSCRIPTION TO THY CRISIS AND NOTHING CAN GO DOWN WITH THEE BUT WINES PRESS'D FROM BURGUNDIAN AND CAMPANIAN VINES BID THEM BE BROUGHT FOR THOUGH I HATE THE FRENCH I LOVE THEIR LIQUORS AS THOU LOVEST A WENCH ELSE THOU MUST HUMBLE THY EXPENSIVE TASTE AND WITH US HOLD CONTENTMENT FOR A FEAST
phonemes: bˌʌt ɪf ðˈaʊ sˈɔːɹst əbˌʌv ðə kˈɑːmən pɹˈaɪsᵻz, baɪ vˈɜːtʃuː ʌv sʌbskɹˈɪpʃən tə ðˌaɪ kɹˈaɪsɪs, ænd nˈʌθɪŋ kæn ɡˌoʊ dˌaʊn wɪð ðiː bˌʌt wˈaɪnz pɹˈɛsd fɹʌm bɜːɡˈʌndiən ænd kæmpˈeɪniən vˈaɪnz, bˈɪd ðˌɛm biː bɹˈɔːt; fɔːɹ, ðˌoʊ aɪ hˈeɪt ðə fɹˈɛntʃ, aɪ lˈʌv ðɛɹ lˈɪkɚz, æz ðˈaʊ lˈʌvɛst ɐ wˈɛntʃ; ˈɛls ðˈaʊ mˈʌst hˈʌmbəl ðˌaɪ ɛkspˈɛnsɪv tˈeɪst, ænd, wɪð ˌʌs, hˈoʊld kəntˈɛntmənt fɚɹə fˈiːst.