text_original: How nearly this bishop our bishops resembles! But he has the odds, who believes and who trembles, Could you see his grim grace, for a pound to a penny, You'd swear it must be the baboon of Kilkenny:[2] Poor Satan will think the comparison odious, I wish I could find him out one more commodious; But, this I am sure, the most reverend old dragon Has got on the bench many bishops suffragan; And all men believe he resides there incog, To give them by turns an invisible jog.
text_transcription: HOW NEARLY THIS BISHOP ARBITS RESEMBLES BUT HE HAS THE ODDS WHO BELIEVES AND WHO TREMBLES COULD YOU SEE HIS GRIM FACE FOR A POUND TO A PENNY YOU'D SWEAR IT MUST BE THE BABOON OF KILKENNY FOR SATAN WILL THINK THE COMPARISON ODIOUS I WISH I COULD FIND HIM OUT ONE MORE COMMODIOUS BUT THIS I AM SURE THE MOST REVEREND OLD DRAGON HAS GOT ON THE BENCH MANY BISHOPS OF FRAGON AND ALL MEN BELIEVE HE RESIDES THERE INCOG TO GIVE THEM BY TURNS AN INVISIBLE JOG
phonemes: hˌaʊ nˌɪɹli ðɪs bˈɪʃəp ˌaʊɚ bˈɪʃəps ɹᵻzˈɛmbəlz! bˌʌt hiː hɐz ðɪ ˈɑːdz, hˌuː bᵻlˈiːvz ænd hˌuː tɹˈɛmbəlz, kʊd juː sˈiː hɪz ɡɹˈɪm ɡɹˈeɪs, fɚɹə pˈaʊnd tʊ ɐ pˈɛni, juːd swˈɛɹ ɪt mˈʌst biː ðə bæbˈuːn ʌv kɪlkˈɛni:[tˈuː] pˈʊɹ sˈeɪtən wɪl θˈɪŋk ðə kəmpˈæɹɪsən ˈoʊdiəs, aɪ wˈɪʃ aɪ kʊd fˈaɪnd hˌɪm ˈaʊt wˈʌn mˈɔːɹ kəmˈoʊdiəs; bˌʌt, ðɪs aɪɐm ʃˈʊɹ, ðə mˈoʊst ɹˈɛvɚɹˌɛnd ˈoʊld dɹˈæɡən hɐz ɡɑːt ɔnðə bˈɛntʃ mˈɛni bˈɪʃəps sˈʌfɹæɡən; ænd ˈɔːl mˈɛn bᵻlˈiːv hiː ɹᵻsˈaɪdz ðɛɹ ɪŋkˈɑːɡ, tə ɡˈɪv ðˌɛm baɪ tˈɜːnz ɐn ɪnvˈɪzᵻbəl dʒˈɑːɡ.