text_original: 1 P.S. I wish, when you prated, your letter you'd dated: Much plague it created. I scolded and rated; My soul is much grated; for your man I long waited. I think you are fated, like a bear to be baited: Your man is belated: the case I have stated; And me you have cheated. My stable's unslated.
text_transcription: ONE P S I WISH WHEN YOU PRATED YOUR LETTER YOU DATED MUCH PLAGUE HAD CREATED I SCOLDED AND RATED MY SOUL IS MUCH GRATED FOR YOUR MAN I LONG WAITED I THINK YOU ARE FATED LIKE A BEAR TO BE BAITED YOUR MAN IS BELATED THE CASE I HAVE STATED AND ME YOU HAVE CHATED MY STABLES UNSULATED
phonemes: wˈʌn pˈiː.ˈɛs. aɪ wˈɪʃ, wˌɛn juː pɹˈeɪɾᵻd, jʊɹ lˈɛɾɚ juːd dˈeɪɾᵻd: mˈʌtʃ plˈeɪɡ ɪt kɹiːˈeɪɾᵻd. aɪ skˈoʊldᵻd ænd ɹˈeɪɾᵻd; maɪ sˈoʊl ɪz mˈʌtʃ ɡɹˈeɪɾᵻd; fɔːɹ jʊɹ mˈæn aɪ lˈɔŋ wˈeɪɾᵻd. aɪ θˈɪŋk juː ɑːɹ fˈeɪɾᵻd, lˈaɪk ɐ bˈɛɹ təbi bˈeɪɾᵻd: jʊɹ mˈæn ɪz bᵻlˈeɪɾᵻd: ðə kˈeɪs aɪ hæv stˈeɪɾᵻd; ænd mˌiː juː hæv tʃˈiːɾᵻd. maɪ stˈeɪbəlz ʌnslˈeɪɾᵻd.