text_original: Then I, who have within these precincts kept, And ne'er beyond the chimney sweeper's stept, Will take a loose, and venture to be seen, Since 'twill be Sunday, upon Shanks's green; There, with erected looks and phrase sublime, To talk of unity of place and time, And with much malice, mix'd with little satire, Explode the wits on t'other side o' th' water.
text_transcription: THEN I WHO HAVE WITHIN THESE PRECINCTS KEPT AND NEAR BEYOND THE CHIMNEY SWEEPERS STEPT WILL TAKE A LOOSE AND VENTURE TO BE SEEN SINCE TWILL BE SUNDAY UP ON SHANKS'S GREEN THEREWITH ERECTED LOOKS AND PHRASE SUBLIME TO TALK OF UNITY OF PLACE AND TIME AND WITH MUCH MALICE MIX'D WITH LITTLE SATIR EXPLODE THE WITS ON T'OTHER SIDE OF THE WATER
phonemes: ðˈɛn ˈaɪ, hˌuː hæv wɪðˌɪn ðiːz pɹˈiːsɪŋkts kˈɛpt, ænd nˈɛɹ bᵻjˌɔnd ðə tʃˈɪmni swˈiːpɚz stˈɛpt, wɪl tˈeɪk ɐ lˈuːs, ænd vˈɛntʃɚ təbi sˈiːn, sˈɪns twˈɪl biː sˈʌndeɪ, əpˌɑːn ʃˈæŋksᵻz ɡɹˈiːn; ðˈɛɹ, wɪð ɪɹˈɛktᵻd lˈʊks ænd fɹˈeɪz sʌblˈaɪm, tə tˈɔːk ʌv jˈuːnɪɾi ʌv plˈeɪs ænd tˈaɪm, ænd wɪð mˈʌtʃ mˈælɪs, mˈɪksd wɪð lˈɪɾəl sˈæɾaɪɚ, ɛksplˈoʊd ðə wˈɪts ˌɔn tˈiːˈʌðɚ sˈaɪd ˈoʊ tˌiːˈeɪtʃ wˈɔːɾɚ.