text_original: "For shame!" cried Banter; "would you be so impolite as to refuse a lady a hearing? perhaps she comes for a consultation. It must be some extraordinary affair that brings a lady to a tavern at this time of night. Mr. Ranter, pray do the doctor's base mains to the lady, and squire her hither."
text_transcription: FOR SHAME CRIED BANTER WOULD YOU BE SO IMPOLITE AS TO REFUSE A LADY A HEARING PERHAPS SHE COMES FOR A CONSULTATION IT MUST BE SOME EXTRAORDINARY AFFAIR THAT BRINGS A LADY TO A TAVERN AT THIS TIME OF NIGHT MISTER BANTER PRAY DO THE DOCTOR'S BASE MANS TO THE LADY AND SQUIRE HER HITHER
phonemes: "fɔːɹ ʃˈeɪm!" kɹˈaɪd bˈæntɚ; "wʊd juː biː sˌoʊ ɪmpəlˈaɪt æz tə ɹᵻfjˈuːz ɐ lˈeɪdi ɐ hˈɪɹɪŋ? pɚhˈæps ʃiː kˈʌmz fɚɹə kɑːnsəltˈeɪʃən. ɪt mˈʌst biː sˌʌm ɛkstɹˈɔːɹdɪnˌɛɹi ɐfˈɛɹ ðæt bɹˈɪŋz ɐ lˈeɪdi tʊ ɐ tˈævɚn æt ðɪs tˈaɪm ʌv nˈaɪt. mˈɪstɚ. ɹˈæntɚ, pɹˈeɪ dˈuː ðə dˈɑːktɚz bˈeɪs mˈeɪnz tə ðə lˈeɪdi, ænd skwˈaɪɚ hɜː hˈɪðɚ."