text_original: [11] Poor I, a savage[12] bred and born, By you instructed every morn, Already have improved so well, That I have almost learnt to spell: The neighbours who come here to dine, Admire to hear me speak so fine.
text_transcription: POOR I A SAVAGE BRED AND BORN BY YOU INSTRUCTED EVERY MORN ALREADY HAVE IMPROV'D SO WELL THAT I HAVE ALMOST LEARNED TO SPELL THE NEIGHBOURS WHO COME HERE TO DINE ADMIRE TO HEAR ME SPEAK SO FINE
phonemes: [ɪlˈɛvən] pˈʊɹ ˈaɪ, ɐ sˈævɪdʒ[twˈɛlv] bɹˈɛd ænd bˈɔːɹn, baɪ juː ɪnstɹˈʌktᵻd ˈɛvɹi mˈɔːɹn, ɔːlɹˌɛdi hæv ɪmpɹˈuːvd sˌoʊ wˈɛl, ðæt aɪ hæv ˈɔːlmoʊst lˈɜːnt tə spˈɛl: ðə nˈeɪbɚz hˌuː kˈʌm hˈɪɹ tə dˈaɪn, ɐdmˈaɪɚ tə hˈɪɹ mˌiː spˈiːk sˌoʊ fˈaɪn.