text_original: ] [Footnote 2: Counterfeit halfpence.] ON WOOD THE IRONMONGER. 1725 Salmoneus,[1] as the Grecian tale is, Was a mad coppersmith of Elis: Up at his forge by morning peep, No creature in the lane could sleep; Among a crew of roystering fellows Would sit whole evenings at the alehouse; His wife and children wanted bread, While he went always drunk to bed.
text_transcription: O VOLUNTEER PLEASE VISIT LIBERVOX DOT ORG ON WOOD THE IRONMONGER SEVENTEEN TWENTY FIVE SALMONEUS AS THE GRECIAN TALES WAS A MAD COPPERSMITH OF ELIS UP AT HIS FORGE BY MORNING PEEP NO CREATURE IN THE LANE COULD SLEEP AMONG A CREW OF ROISTERING FELLOWS WOULD SIT WHOLE EVENINGS AT THE ALE HOUSE HIS WIFE AND CHILDREN WANTED BREAD WHILE HE WENT ALWAYS DRUNK TO BED
phonemes: ] [fˈʊtnoʊt tˈuː: kˈaʊntɚfˌeɪt hˈæfpəns.] ˌɔn wˈʊd ðɪ ˈaɪɚnmˌɑːŋɡɚ. wˈʌn θˈaʊzənd sˈɛvənhˈʌndɹɪd twˈɛnti fˈaɪv sˈælmoʊnˌiəs,[wˈʌn] æz ðə ɡɹˈiːʃən tˈeɪl ɪz, wʌzɐ mˈæd kˈɑːpɚsmˌɪθ ʌv ᵻliz: ˌʌp æt hɪz fˈɔːɹdʒ baɪ mˈɔːɹnɪŋ pˈiːp, nˈoʊ kɹˈiːtʃɚɹ ɪnðə lˈeɪn kʊd slˈiːp; ɐmˌʌŋ ɐ kɹˈuː ʌv ɹˈɔɪstɚɹɪŋ fˈɛloʊz wʊd sˈɪt hˈoʊl ˈiːvnɪŋz æt ðɪ ˈeɪlhaʊs; hɪz wˈaɪf ænd tʃˈɪldɹən wˈɔntᵻd bɹˈɛd, wˌaɪl hiː wɛnt ˈɔːlweɪz dɹˈʌŋk tə bˈɛd.