text_original: [5] Ev'n Sarum, when he quaffs it'stead of tea, Fancies himself in Canterbury's see, And S****, when he carousing reels, Imagines that he has regain'd the seals: W****, by virtue of his juice, can fight, And Stanhope of commissioners make light.
text_transcription: EVEN SIRAMY HE QUAFFS IT STEAD OF TEA FANCIES HIMSELF IN CANTERBURY'S SEA AN S BLANK BLANK WHEN HE CAROUSING REELS IMAGINES THAT HE HAS REGAIN'D THE SEALS W BY VIRTUE OF HIS JUICE CAN FIGHT AND STANHOPE OF COMMISSIONERS MAKE LIGHT
phonemes: [fˈaɪv] ˈɛvn sˈɑːɹɹəm, wˌɛn hiː kwˈɑːfs ˈɪtstɛd ʌv tˈiː, fˈænsiz hɪmsˈɛlf ɪn kˈæntɚbˌɛɹiz sˈiː, ænd ˈɛs ˈæstɚɹˌɪskɐstɚɹˌɪskɐstɚɹˌɪsk, wˌɛn hiː kɚɹˈaʊzɪŋ ɹˈiːlz, ɪmˈædʒɪnz ðæt hiː hɐz ɹᵻɡˈeɪnd ðə sˈiːlz: dˈʌbəljˌuː ˈæstɚɹˌɪskɐstɚɹˌɪskɐstɚɹˌɪsk, baɪ vˈɜːtʃuː ʌv hɪz dʒˈuːs, kæn fˈaɪt, ænd stˈænhoʊp ʌv kəmˈɪʃənɚz mˌeɪk lˈaɪt.