text_original: Old Robin, all his youth a sloven, At fifty two, when he grew loving, Clad in a coat of paduasoy, A flaxen wig, and waistcoat gay, Powder'd from shoulder down to flank, In courtly style addresses Frank; Twice ten years older than his wife, Is doom'd to be a beau for life; Supplying those defects by dress, Which I must leave the world to guess.
text_transcription: OLD ROBIN ALL HIS YOUTH SLOVEN AT FIFTY TWO WHEN HE GREW LOVING CLAD IN A COAT OF PADUA SOY A FLAXEN WIG AND WAISTCOAT GAY POWDERED FROM SHOULDER DOWN TO FLANK IN COURTLY STYLE ADDRESSES FRANK TWICE TEN YEARS OLDER THAN HIS WIFE IS DOOMED TO BE A BEAU FOR LIFE SUPPLYING THOSE DEFECTS BY DRESS WHICH I MUST LEAVE THE WORLD TO GUESS
phonemes: ˈoʊld ɹˈɑːbɪn, ˈɔːl hɪz jˈuːθ ɐ slˈʌvən, æt fˈɪfti tˈuː, wˌɛn hiː ɡɹˈuː lˈʌvɪŋ, klˈæd ɪn ɐ kˈoʊt ʌv pˈæduːˌæsɔɪ, ɐ flˈæksən wˈɪɡ, ænd wˈeɪstkoʊt ɡˈeɪ, pˈaʊdɚd fɹʌm ʃˈoʊldɚ dˌaʊn tə flˈæŋk, ɪn kˈɔːɹtli stˈaɪl ɐdɹˈɛsᵻz fɹˈæŋk; twˈaɪs tˈɛn jˈɪɹz ˈoʊldɚ ðɐn hɪz wˈaɪf, ɪz dˈuːmd təbi ɐ bˈoʊ fɔːɹ lˈaɪf; səplˈaɪɪŋ ðoʊz dˈiːfɛkts baɪ dɹˈɛs, wˌɪtʃ aɪ mˈʌst lˈiːv ðə wˈɜːld tə ɡˈɛs.