text_original: Before he came here, To spunge for good cheer, I sat with delight, From morning till night, With two bony thumbs Could rub my old gums, Or scratching my nose And jogging my toes; But at present, forsooth, I must not rub a tooth.
text_transcription: BEFORE HE CAME HERE TO SPONGE FOR GOOD CHEER I SAT WITH DELIGHT FROM MORNING TILL NIGHT WITH TWO BONY THUMBS COULD RUB MY OLD GUMS OR SCRATCHING MY NOSE AND JOGGING MY TOES BUT AT PRESENT FORSOOTH I MUST NOT RUB A TOOTH
phonemes: bᵻfˌɔːɹ hiː kˈeɪm hˈɪɹ, tə spˈʌndʒ fɔːɹ ɡˈʊd tʃˈɪɹ, aɪ sˈæt wɪð dᵻlˈaɪt, fɹʌm mˈɔːɹnɪŋ tˈɪl nˈaɪt, wɪð tˈuː bˈoʊni θˈʌmz kʊd ɹˈʌb maɪ ˈoʊld ɡˈʌmz, ɔːɹ skɹˈætʃɪŋ maɪ nˈoʊz ænd dʒˈɑːɡɪŋ maɪ tˈoʊz; bˌʌt æt pɹˈɛzənt, fɔːɹsˈuːð, aɪ mˈʌst nˌɑːt ɹˈʌb ɐ tˈuːθ.