text_original: I bravely call the Tories Jacks, And sons of whores  behind their backs. But could you bring me once to think, That when I strut, and stare, and stink, Revile and slander, fume and storm, Betray, make oath, impeach, inform, With such a constant loyal zeal To serve myself and commonweal, And fret the Tories' souls to death, I did but lose my precious breath; And, when I damn my soul to plague 'em, Am, as you tell me, but their May game; Consume my vitals!
text_transcription: I BRAVELY CALL THE TORIES JACKS AND SONS OF HORSE BEHIND THEIR BACKS BUT COULD YOU BRING ME ONCE TO THINK THAT WHEN I STRUT AND STARE AND STINK REVILE AND SLANDER FUME AND STORM BETRAY MAKE OATH IMPEACH IN FORM WITH SUCH A CONSTANT LOYAL ZEAL TO SERVE MYSELF AND COMMON WEAL AND FRET THE TORIES SOULS TO DEATH I DID BUT LOSE MY PRECIOUS BREATH AND WHEN I DAMN MY SOUL TO PLAGUE HIM AM AS YOU TELL ME BUT THEIR MAY GAME CONSUME MY VITALS
phonemes: aɪ bɹˈeɪvli kˈɔːl ðə tˈɔːɹiz dʒˈæks, ænd sˈʌnz ʌv hˈɔːɹz bᵻhˌaɪnd ðɛɹ bˈæks. bˌʌt kʊd juː bɹˈɪŋ mˌiː wˈʌns tə θˈɪŋk, ðæt wɛn aɪ stɹˈʌt, ænd stˈɛɹ, ænd stˈɪŋk, ɹᵻvˈaɪl ænd slˈændɚ, fjˈuːm ænd stˈɔːɹm, bᵻtɹˈeɪ, mˌeɪk ˈoʊθ, ɪmpˈiːtʃ, ɪnfˈɔːɹm, wɪð sˈʌtʃ ɐ kˈɑːnstənt lˈɔɪəl zˈiːl tə sˈɜːv maɪsˈɛlf ænd kˈɑːmənwˌiəl, ænd fɹˈɛt ðə tˈɔːɹiz sˈoʊlz tə dˈɛθ, aɪ dˈɪd bˌʌt lˈuːz maɪ pɹˈɛʃəs bɹˈɛθ; ænd, wˌɛn aɪ dˈæm maɪ sˈoʊl tə plˈeɪɡ ˈɛm, æm, æz juː tˈɛl mˌiː, bˌʌt ðɛɹ mˈeɪ ɡˈeɪm; kənsˈuːm maɪ vˈaɪɾəlz!