text_original: Away the fair detractors went, And gave by turns their censures vent. She's not so handsome in my eyes: For wit, I wonder where it lies! She's fair and clean, and that's the most: But why proclaim her for a toast?
text_transcription: AWAY THE FAIR DETRACTORS WENT AND GAVE BY TURNS THEIR CENSURES VENT SHE'S NOT SO HANDSOME IN MY EYES FOR WIT I WONDER WHERE IT LIES SHE'S FAIR AND CLEAN BUT THAT'S THE MOST BUT WHY PROCLAIM HER FOR A TOAST
phonemes: ɐwˈeɪ ðə fˈɛɹ dɪtɹˈæktɚz wˈɛnt, ænd ɡˈeɪv baɪ tˈɜːnz ðɛɹ sˈɛnʃɚz vˈɛnt. ʃiːz nˌɑːt sˌoʊ hˈændsʌm ɪn maɪ ˈaɪz: fɔːɹ wˈɪt, aɪ wˈʌndɚ wˌɛɹ ɪt lˈaɪz! ʃiːz fˈɛɹ ænd klˈiːn, ænd ðæts ðə mˈoʊst: bˌʌt wˌaɪ pɹəklˈeɪm hɜː fɚɹə tˈoʊst?