text_original: But if, still obdurate, your anger remains, If still your foul bosom more rancour contains, Say then more than they, nay, lavishly flatter; Tis your gross panegyrics alone can bespatter; For thine, my dear Dick, give me leave to speak plain, Like very foul mops, dirty more than they clean. [Footnote 1: Dr. Theophilus Bolton, a particular friend of the Dean.  _Scott_.] ON THE IRISH CLUB.
text_transcription: BUT IF STILL OBDURATE YOUR ANGER REMAINS IF STILL YOUR FOUL BOSOM MORE RANCOUR CONTAINS SAY THEN MORE THAN THEY NAY LAVISHLY FLATTER TIS YOUR GROSS PANEGYRICS ALONE CAN BESPATTER FOR THINE MY DEAR DICK GIVE ME LEAVE TO SPEAK PLAIN LIKE VERY FOUL MOPS DIRTY MORE THAN THEY CLAIM ON THE IRISH CLUB SEVENTEEN THIRTY THRE
phonemes: bˌʌt ɪf, stˈɪl ˈɑːbdʒɚɹət, jʊɹ ˈæŋɡɚ ɹᵻmˈeɪnz, ɪf stˈɪl jʊɹ fˈaʊl bˈʊzəm mˈɔːɹ ɹˈæŋkɚ kəntˈeɪnz, sˈeɪ ðˈɛn mˈɔːɹ ðɐn ðeɪ, nˈeɪ, lˈævɪʃli flˈæɾɚ; tˈɪz jʊɹ ɡɹˈoʊs peɪndʒˈɪɹɪks ɐlˈoʊn kæn bᵻspˈæɾɚ; fɔːɹ ðˈaɪn, maɪ dˈɪɹ dˈɪk, ɡˈɪv mˌiː lˈiːv tə spˈiːk plˈeɪn, lˈaɪk vˈɛɹi fˈaʊl mˈɑːps, dˈɜːɾi mˈɔːɹ ðɐn ðeɪ klˈiːn. [fˈʊtnoʊt wˈʌn: dˈɑːktɚ. θiːəfˈɪləs bˈoʊltən, ɐ pɚtˈɪkjʊlɚ fɹˈɛnd ʌvðə dˈiːn.  skˈɑːt.] ɔnðɪ ˈaɪɹɪʃ klˈʌb.