text_original: O Techburne, what bewitched thee To have such hate in store, Against our good and gratious Queene, That thou must dye therefore? O praise, &c. What gaine for traitors can returne, If they their wish did win?
text_transcription: O TETCHBURN WHAT BEWITCH THEE TO HAVE SUCH HATE IN STORE AGAINST OUR GOOD AND GRACIOUS QUEEN THAT THOU MUST DIE THEREFORE O PRAISE ET CETERA WHAT GAIN FOR TRAITORS CAN RETURN IF THEY THEIR WISH DID WIN
phonemes: ˈoʊ tˈɛkbɜːn, wˌʌt bᵻwˈɪtʃt ðiː tə hæv sˈʌtʃ hˈeɪt ɪn stˈɔːɹ, ɐɡˈɛnst ˌaʊɚ ɡˈʊd ænd ɡɹˈæʃəs kwˈiːn, ðæt ðˈaʊ mˈʌst dˈaɪ ðˈɛɹfɔːɹ? ˈoʊ pɹˈeɪz, ænd sˈiː. wˌʌt ɡˈeɪn fɔːɹ tɹˈeɪɾɚz kæn ɹᵻtˈɜːn, ɪf ðeɪ ðɛɹ wˈɪʃ dˈɪd wˈɪn?