text_original: Ye shopmen, and tradesmen, and farmers, go read it, For I think in my soul at this time that you need it; Or, egad, if you don't, there's an end of your credit. Which nobody can deny.
text_transcription: YE SHOPMEN AND TRADESMEN AND FARMERS GO READ IT FOR I THINK IN MY SOUL AT THIS TIME THAT YOU NEED IT OR YE GAD IF YOU DON'T THERE'S AN END OF YOUR CREDIT WHICH NOBODY CAN DENY
phonemes: jiː ʃˈɑːpmɛn, ænd tɹˈeɪdzmɛn, ænd fˈɑːɹmɚz, ɡˌoʊ ɹˈiːd ɪt, fɔːɹ aɪ θˈɪŋk ɪn maɪ sˈoʊl æt ðɪs tˈaɪm ðæt juː nˈiːd ɪt; ɔːɹ, ˈɛɡæd, ɪf juː dˈoʊnt, ðɛɹz ɐn ˈɛnd ʌv jʊɹ kɹˈɛdɪt. wˌɪtʃ nˈoʊbɑːdi kæn dᵻnˈaɪ.