text_original: Robin, who ne'er his mind could fix, To live without a coach and six, To patch his broken fortunes, found A mistress worth five thousand pound; Swears he could get her in an hour, If gaffer Harry would endow her; And sell, to pacify his wrath, A birth right for a mess of broth.
text_transcription: ROBIN WHO NE'ER HIS MIND COULD FIX TO LIVE WITHOUT A COACH AND SIX TO PATCH HIS BROKEN FORTUNES FOUND A MISTRESS WORTH FIVE THOUSAND POUND SWEARS HE COULD GET HER IN AN HOUR IF GAFFER HARRY WOULD ENDOW HER AND SELL TO PACIFY HIS WRATH A BIRTHRIGHT FOR A MESS OF BROTH
phonemes: ɹˈɑːbɪn, hˌuː nˈɛɹ hɪz mˈaɪnd kʊd fˈɪks, tə lˈɪv wɪðˌaʊt ɐ kˈoʊtʃ ænd sˈɪks, tə pˈætʃ hɪz bɹˈoʊkən fˈɔːɹtʃʊnz, fˈaʊnd ɐ mˈɪstɹəs wˈɜːθ fˈaɪv θˈaʊzənd pˈaʊnd; swˈɛɹz hiː kʊd ɡɛt hɜːɹ ɪn ɐn ˈaʊɚ, ɪf ɡˈæfɚ hˈæɹi wʊd ɛndˈaʊ hɜː; ænd sˈɛl, tə pˈæsᵻfˌaɪ hɪz ɹˈæθ, ɐ bˈɜːθ ɹˈaɪt fɚɹə mˈɛs ʌv bɹˈɑːθ.