text_original: Rediculous Evil which too oft we prove, Does Laughter cause, where it should Pitty move; Solitary Ill, into which no Eye, Though ne're so Curious, ever cares to pry, And were there, 'mong such plenty, onely One _Poor Man_, he certainly would live alone.
text_transcription: RIDICULOUS EVIL WHICH TOO OFT WE PROVE DOES LAUGHTER CAUSE WHERE IT SHOULD PITY MOVE SOLITARY ILL INTO WHICH NO EYE THOUGH NE'ER SO CURIOUS EVER CARES TO PRY AND WERE THERE MONG SUCH PLENTY ONLY ONE POOR MAN HE CERTAINLY WOULD LIVE ALONE
phonemes: ɹᵻdˈɪkjʊləs ˈiːvəl wˌɪtʃ tˈuː ˈɔft wiː pɹˈuːv, dˈʌz lˈæftɚ kˈɔːz, wˌɛɹ ɪt ʃˌʊd pˈɪɾi mˈuːv; sˈɑːlətˌɛɹi ˈɪl, ˌɪntʊ wˌɪtʃ nˈoʊ ˈaɪ, ðˌoʊ nˈiːɚ sˌoʊ kjˈʊɹɹiəs, ˈɛvɚ kˈɛɹz tə pɹˈaɪ, ænd wɜː ðˈɛɹ, mˈɔŋɡ sˈʌtʃ plˈɛnti, wˈʌnli wˈʌn pˈʊɹ mˈæn, hiː sˈɜːʔn̩li wʊd lˈɪv ɐlˈoʊn.