text_original: Quoth he, "thou vile mis shapen beast, Thou knave, am I become thy jest; And dost thou think that I am come To carry nought but farthings home!
text_transcription: QUOTH HE THOU VILE MISSHAPEN BEAST THOU KNAVE AM I BECOME THY JEST AND DOST THOU THINK THAT I AM COME TO CARRY NAUGHT BUT FARTHINGS HOME
phonemes: kwˈoʊθ hiː, "ðˈaʊ vˈaɪl mˈɪs ʃˈeɪpən bˈiːst, ðˈaʊ nˈeɪv, æm aɪ bɪkˌʌm ðˌaɪ dʒˈɛst; ænd dˈɑːst ðˈaʊ θˈɪŋk ðæt aɪɐm kˈʌm tə kˈæɹi nˈɔːt bˌʌt fˈɑːɹθɪŋz hˈoʊm!