text_original: Great my presumption is, I must confess, But if I thrive, my Glory's ne're the less; Nor will it from his Conquests derogate A Female Pen his Acts did celebrate.
text_transcription: GREAT MY PRESUMPTION IS I MUST CONFESS BUT IF I THRIVE MY GLORY'S NEAR THE LESS NOR WILL IT FROM HIS CONQUESTS DEROGATE A FEMALE PEN HIS AXE DID CELEBRATE
phonemes: ɡɹˈeɪt maɪ pɹɪsˈʌmpʃən ɪz, aɪ mˈʌst kənfˈɛs, bˌʌt ɪf aɪ θɹˈaɪv, maɪ ɡlˈɔːɹiz nˈiːɚ ðə lˈɛs; nˈɔːɹ wɪl ɪt fɹʌm hɪz kˈɑːŋkwɛsts dˈɛɹəɡˌeɪt ɐ fˈiːmeɪl pˈɛn hɪz ˈækts dˈɪd sˈɛləbɹˌeɪt.