text_original: See how corruption grows, While mothers, daughters, aunts, Instead of powder'd beaux, From pulpits choose gallants. If we, who wear our wigs With fantail and with snake, Are bubbled thus by prigs; Z    ds! who would be a rake?
text_transcription: SEE HOW CORRUPTION GROWS WHILE MOTHER'S DAUGHTERS AUNTS INSTEAD OF POWDERED BOWS FROM PULPITS CHOOSE GALLANTS IF WE WHO WEAR OUR WIGS WITH FAN TAIL AND WITH SNAKE ARE BUBBLED THUS BY PRIGS ZOUNDS WHO WOULD BE A RAKE
phonemes: sˈiː hˌaʊ kɚɹˈʌpʃən ɡɹˈoʊz, wˌaɪl mˈʌðɚz, dˈɔːɾɚz, ˈænts, ɪnstˈɛd ʌv pˈaʊdɚd bˈoʊ, fɹʌm pˈʌlpɪts tʃˈuːz ɡˈælənts. ɪf wiː, hˌuː wˈɛɹ ˌaʊɚ wˈɪɡz wɪð fˈænteɪl ænd wɪð snˈeɪk, ɑːɹ bˈʌbəld ðˈʌs baɪ pɹˈɪɡz; zˈiː dˌiːˈɛs! hˌuː wʊd biː ɐ ɹˈeɪk?