text_original: For, as their appetites to quench, Lords keep a pimp to bring a wench; So men of wit are but a kind Of panders to a vicious mind Who proper objects must provide To gratify their lust of pride, When, wearied with intrigues of state, They find an idle hour to prate.
text_transcription: FOR AS THEIR APPETITES TO QUENCH LORDS KEEP A PIMP TO BRING A WENCH SO MEN OF WIT ARE BUT A KIND OF PANDERS TO A VICIOUS MIND WHO PROPER OBJECTS MUST PROVIDE TO GRATIFY THEIR LUST OF PRIDE WHEN WEARIED WITH INTRIGUES OF STATE THEY FIND AN IDLE HOUR TO PRATE
phonemes: fɔːɹ, æz ðɛɹ ˈæpɪtˌaɪts tə kwˈɛntʃ, lˈɔːɹdz kˈiːp ɐ pˈɪmp tə bɹˈɪŋ ɐ wˈɛntʃ; sˌoʊ mˈɛn ʌv wˈɪt ɑːɹ bˌʌt ɐ kˈaɪnd ʌv pˈændɚz tʊ ɐ vˈɪʃəs mˈaɪnd hˌuː pɹˈɑːpɚɹ ˈɑːbdʒɛkts mˈʌst pɹəvˈaɪd tə ɡɹˈæɾᵻfˌaɪ ðɛɹ lˈʌst ʌv pɹˈaɪd, wˌɛn, wˈɪɹid wɪð ɪntɹˈiːɡz ʌv stˈeɪt, ðeɪ fˈaɪnd ɐn ˈaɪdəl ˈaʊɚ tə pɹˈeɪt.