text_original: 'Twas cut into fagots and put to the flame, To burn an old friar, one Forest by name, My tale is a wise one, if well understood: Find you but the Friar; and I'll find the Wood.
text_transcription: TWAS CUT INTO FAGOTS AND PUT TO THE FLAME TO BURN AN OLD FRIAR ONE FOREST BY NAME MY TALE IS A WISE ONE IF WELL UNDERSTOOD FIND YOU BUT THE FRIAR AND I'LL FIND THE WOOD
phonemes: twˈɑːz kˈʌt ˌɪntʊ fˈæɡəts ænd pˌʊt tə ðə flˈeɪm, tə bˈɜːn ɐn ˈoʊld fɹˈaɪɚ, wˈʌn fˈɔːɹɪst baɪ nˈeɪm, maɪ tˈeɪl ɪz ɐ wˈaɪz wˌʌn, ɪf wˈɛl ˌʌndɚstˈʊd: fˈaɪnd juː bˌʌt ðə fɹˈaɪɚ; ænd aɪl fˈaɪnd ðə wˈʊd.