text_original: Yet commoners with greatest ease Can find an entrance when they please. The poorest hither march in state (Or they can never pass the gate) Like Roman generals triumphant, And then they take a turn and jump on't, If gravest parsons here advance, They cannot pass before they dance; There's not a soul that does resort here, But strips himself to pay the porter.
text_transcription: YET COMMONERS WITH GREATEST EASE CAN FIND AN ENTRANCE WHEN THEY PLEASE THE POOREST HITHER MARCH IN STATE OR THEY CAN NEVER PASS THE GATE LIKE ROMAN GENERALS TRIUMPHANT AND THEN THEY TAKE THEIR TURN AND JUMP ON IF GRAVEST PARSONS HERE ADVANCE THEY CANNOT PASS BEFORE THEY DANCE THERE IS NOT A SOUL THAT DOES RESORT HERE BUT STRIPS HIMSELF TO PAY THE PORTER
phonemes: jˈɛt kˈɑːmənɚz wɪð ɡɹˈeɪɾɪst ˈiːz kæn fˈaɪnd ɐn ˈɛntɹəns wɛn ðeɪ plˈiːz. ðə pˈʊɹɹɪst hˈɪðɚ mˈɑːɹtʃ ɪn stˈeɪt (ɔːɹ ðeɪ kæn nˈɛvɚ pˈæs ðə ɡˈeɪt) lˈaɪk ɹˈoʊmən dʒˈɛnɚɹəlz tɹaɪˈʌmfənt, ænd ðˈɛn ðeɪ tˈeɪk ɐ tˈɜːn ænd dʒˈʌmp ˈɑːnt, ɪf ɡɹˈeɪvɪst pˈɑːɹsənz hˈɪɹ ɐdvˈæns, ðeɪ kænˈɑːt pˈæs bᵻfˌɔːɹ ðeɪ dˈæns; ðɛɹz nˌɑːɾə sˈoʊl ðæt dˈʌz ɹᵻzˈɔːɹt hˈɪɹ, bˌʌt stɹˈɪps hɪmsˈɛlf tə pˈeɪ ðə pˈɔːɹɾɚ.