text_original: If I had a husband like him, I _purtest,_ Till he gave me my will, I would give him no rest; And, rather than come in the same pair of sheets With such a cross man, I would lie in the streets: But, madam, I beg you, contrive and invent, And worry him out, till he gives his consent.
text_transcription: IF I HAD A HUSBAND LIKE HIM I PROTEST TILL HE GAVE ME MY WILL I WOULD GIVE HIM NO REST AND RATHER THAN COME IN THE SAME PAIR OF SHEETS WITH SUCH A CROSS MAN I WOULD LIE IN THE STREETS BUT MADAM I BEG YOU CONTRIVE AND INVENT AND WORRY HIM OUT TILL HE GIVES HIS CONSENT
phonemes: ɪf aɪ hæd ɐ hˈʌsbənd lˈaɪk hˌɪm, aɪ pˈɜːɾɪst,tˈɪl hiː ɡˈeɪv mˌiː maɪ wˈɪl, aɪ wʊd ɡˈɪv hˌɪm nˈoʊ ɹˈɛst; ænd, ɹˈæðɚ ðɐn kˈʌm ɪnðə sˈeɪm pˈɛɹ ʌv ʃˈiːts wɪð sˈʌtʃ ɐ kɹˈɔs mˈæn, aɪ wʊd lˈaɪ ɪnðə stɹˈiːts: bˌʌt, mˈædəm, aɪ bˈɛɡ juː, kəntɹˈaɪv ænd ɪnvˈɛnt, ænd wˈʌɹi hˌɪm ˈaʊt, tˈɪl hiː ɡˈɪvz hɪz kənsˈɛnt.