text_original: Grave Harry, when the poor are pressing Gives them a penny and God's blessing; But always careful of the main, With twopence left, walks home in rain. Robin from noon to night will prate, Run out in tongue, as in estate; And, ere a twelvemonth and a day, Will not have one new thing to say.
text_transcription: GRAVE HARRY WHEN THE POOR ARE PRESSING GIVES THEM A PENNY AND GOD'S BLESSING BUT ALWAYS CAREFUL OF THE MAIN WITH TUPPENCE LEFT WALKS HOME IN RAIN ROBIN FROM NOON TO NIGHT WILL PRATE RUN OUT IN TONGUE AS IN ESTATE AND ERE A TWELVEMONTH AND A DAY WILL NOT HAVE ONE NEW THING TO SAY
phonemes: ɡɹˈeɪv hˈæɹi, wˌɛn ðə pˈʊɹ ɑːɹ pɹˈɛsɪŋ ɡˈɪvz ðˌɛm ɐ pˈɛni ænd ɡˈɑːdz blˈɛsɪŋ; bˌʌt ˈɔːlweɪz kˈɛɹfəl ʌvðə mˈeɪn, wɪð tˈuːpɛns lˈɛft, wˈɔːks hˈoʊm ɪn ɹˈeɪn. ɹˈɑːbɪn fɹʌm nˈuːn tə nˈaɪt wɪl pɹˈeɪt, ɹˈʌn ˈaʊt ɪn tˈʌŋ, æz ɪn ᵻstˈeɪt; ænd, ˈɛɹ ɐ twˈɛlvɪmˌʌnθ ænd ɐ dˈeɪ, wɪl nˌɑːɾɐv wˈʌn nˈuː θˈɪŋ tə sˈeɪ.