text_original: But you, forsooth, your all must squander On that poor spot, call'd Dell ville, yonder; And when you've been at vast expenses In whims, parterres, canals, and fences, Your assets fail, and cash is wanting; Nor farther buildings, farther planting: No wonder, when you raise and level, Think this wall low, and that wall bevel. Here a convenient box you found, Which you demolish'd to the ground: Then built, then took up with your arbour, And set the house to Rupert Barber.
text_transcription: BUT YOU FORSOOTH YOU'RE ALL MUST SQUANDER ON THAT POOR SPOT CALLED DELLVILLE YONDER AND WHEN YOU'VE BEEN AT VAST EXPENSES IN WHIMS PARTERRES CANALS AND FENCES YOUR ASSETS FAIL AND CACHES WANTING NO FARTHER BUILDINGS FARTHER PLANTING NO WONDER WHEN YOU RAYS AND LEVEL THINK THIS WALL LOW AND THAT WALL BEVEL HERE A CONVENIENT BOX FOUND WHICH YOU DEMOLISHED TO THE GROUND THEN BUILT THEN TOOK UP WITH YOUR ARBOR AND SET THE HOUSE TO RUPERT BARBER
phonemes: bˌʌt juː, fɔːɹsˈuːð, jʊɹ ˈɔːl mˈʌst skwˈɑːndɚɹ ˌɔn ðæt pˈʊɹ spˈɑːt, kˈɔːld dˈɛl vˈɪl, jˈɑːndɚ; ænd wɛn juːv bˌɪn æt vˈæst ɛkspˈɛnsᵻz ɪn wˈɪmz, pˈɑːɹɾɛɹəz, kənˈælz, ænd fˈɛnsᵻz, jʊɹ ˈæsɛts fˈeɪl, ænd kˈæʃ ɪz wˈɔntɪŋ; nˈɔːɹ fˈɑːɹðɚ bˈɪldɪŋz, fˈɑːɹðɚ plˈæntɪŋ: nˈoʊ wˈʌndɚ, wˌɛn juː ɹˈeɪz ænd lˈɛvəl, θˈɪŋk ðɪs wˈɔːl lˈoʊ, ænd ðæt wˈɔːl bˈɛvəl. hˈɪɹ ɐ kənvˈiːnɪənt bˈɑːks juː fˈaʊnd, wˌɪtʃ juː dᵻmˈɑːlɪʃd tə ðə ɡɹˈaʊnd: ðˈɛn bˈɪlt, ðˈɛn tˈʊk ˌʌp wɪð jʊɹ ˈɑːɹbɚ, ænd sˈɛt ðə hˈaʊs tə ɹˈuːpɚt bˈɑːɹbɚ.