text_original: Suppose my lord and you alone; Hint the least interest of your own, His visage drops, he knits his brow, He cannot talk of business now: Or, mention but a vacant post, He'll turn it off with "Name your toast:" Nor could the nicest artist paint A countenance with more constraint.
text_transcription: SUPPOSE MY LORD AND YOU ALONE HINT THE LEAST INTEREST OF YOUR OWN HIS VISAGE DROPS HE KNITS HIS BROW HE CANNOT TALK OF BUSINESS NOW OR MENTION BUT A VACANT POST HE'LL TURN IT OFF WITH NAME YOUR TOAST NOR COULD THE NICEST ARTIST PAINT A COUNTENANCE WITH MORE CONSTRAINT
phonemes: səpˈoʊz maɪ lˈɔːɹd ænd juː ɐlˈoʊn; hˈɪnt ðə lˈiːst ˈɪntɹɛst ʌv jʊɹ ˈoʊn, hɪz vˈɪzɪdʒ dɹˈɑːps, hiː nˈɪts hɪz bɹˈaʊ, hiː kænˈɑːt tˈɔːk ʌv bˈɪznəs nˈaʊ: ɔːɹ, mˈɛnʃən bˌʌt ɐ vˈeɪkənt pˈoʊst, hiːl tˈɜːn ɪɾ ˈɔf wɪð "nˈeɪm jʊɹ tˈoʊst:" nˈɔːɹ kʊd ðə nˈaɪsɪst ˈɑːɹɾɪst pˈeɪnt ɐ kˈaʊntənəns wɪð mˈɔːɹ kənstɹˈeɪnt.