text_original: ANSWER, BY MR. F    R In rigging he's rich, though in pocket he's poor, He cringes to courtiers, and cocks to the cits; Like twenty he dresses, but looks like threescore; He's a wit to the fools, and a fool to the wits. Of wisdom he's empty, but full of conceit; He paints and perfumes while he rots with the scab; 'Tis a beau you may swear by his sense and his gait; He boasts of a beauty and lies with a drab.
text_transcription: ANSWER BY MISTER F R IN RIGGING HE'S RICH THOUGH IN POCKET HE'S POOR HE CRINGES TO COURTIERS AND COCKS TO THE KITS LIKE TWENTY HE DRESSES BUT LOOKS LIKE THREESCORE HE'S A WIT TO THE FOOLS AND A FOOL TO THE WITS OF WISDOM HE'S EMPTY BUT FULL OF CONSENT HE PAINTS AND PERFUMES WHILE HE ROTS WITH THE SCAB TIS A BEAU YOU MAY SWEAR BY HIS SENSE AND HIS GAIT HE BOASTS OF A BEAUTY AND LIES WITH A DRAB
phonemes: ˈænsɚ, baɪ mˈɪstɚ. ˈɛf ˈɑːɹ ɪn ɹˈɪɡɪŋ hiːz ɹˈɪtʃ, ðˌoʊ ɪn pˈɑːkɪt hiːz pˈʊɹ, hiː kɹˈɪndʒᵻz tə kˈɔːɹɾɪɹz, ænd kˈɑːks tə ðə sˈɪts; lˈaɪk twˈɛnti hiː dɹˈɛsᵻz, bˌʌt lˈʊks lˈaɪk θɹˈiːskɔːɹ; hiːz ɐ wˈɪt tə ðə fˈuːlz, ænd ɐ fˈuːl tə ðə wˈɪts. ʌv wˈɪzdəm hiːz ˈɛmpti, bˌʌt fˈʊl ʌv kənsˈiːt; hiː pˈeɪnts ænd pˈɜːfjuːmz wˌaɪl hiː ɹˈɑːts wɪððə skˈæb; tˈɪz ɐ bˈoʊ juː mˈeɪ swˈɛɹ baɪ hɪz sˈɛns ænd hɪz ɡˈeɪt; hiː bˈoʊsts əvə bjˈuːɾi ænd lˈaɪz wɪð ɐ dɹˈæb.