text_original: "Ah, Doctor, how you love to jest! 'Tis now no secret"  I protest It's one to me  "Then tell us, pray, When are the troops to have their pay?" And, though I solemnly declare I know no more than my lord mayor, They stand amazed, and think me grown The closest mortal ever known.
text_transcription: AH DOCTOR HOW YOU LOVE TO JEST TIS NOW NO SECRET I PROTEST IT'S ONE TO ME THEN TELL US PRAY WHEN ARE THE TROOPS TO HAVE THEIR PAY AND THOUGH I SOLEMNLY DECLARE I KNOW NO MORE THAN MY LORD MAYOR THEY STAND AMAZED AND THINK ME GROWN THE CLOSEST MORTAL EVER KNOWN
phonemes: "ˈɑː, dˈɑːktɚ, hˌaʊ juː lˈʌv tə dʒˈɛst! tˈɪz nˈaʊ nˈoʊ sˈiːkɹᵻt"  aɪ pɹətˈɛst ɪts wˈʌn tə mˌiː  "ðˈɛn tˈɛl ˌʌs, pɹˈeɪ, wˌɛn ɑːɹ ðə tɹˈuːps tə hæv ðɛɹ pˈeɪ?" ænd, ðˌoʊ aɪ sˈɑːləmli dᵻklˈɛɹ aɪ nˈoʊ nˈoʊmˌɔːɹ ðɐn maɪ lˈɔːɹd mˈeɪɚ, ðeɪ stˈænd ɐmˈeɪzd, ænd θˈɪŋk mˌiː ɡɹˈoʊn ðə klˈoʊsɪst mˈɔːɹɾəl ˈɛvɚ nˈoʊn.