text_original: "We'll play at forfeits," Penelope cried. "If one holdeth aught in his love and pride, "Let each lay it down at my feet in turn, And a fine from me shall he straightway learn!"
text_transcription: WE'LL PLAY AT FORFEITS PENELOPE CRIED IF ONE HOLDETH AUGHT IN HIS LOVE AND PRIDE LET EACH LAY IT DOWN AT MY FEET IN TURN AND A FINE FROM ME SHALL HE STRAIGHTWAY LEARN
phonemes: "wiːl plˈeɪ æt fˈɔːɹfɪts," pənˈɛləpi kɹˈaɪd. "ɪf wˈʌn hˈoʊldəθ ˈɔːt ɪn hɪz lˈʌv ænd pɹˈaɪd, "lˈɛt ˈiːtʃ lˈeɪ ɪt dˌaʊn æt maɪ fˈiːt ɪn tˈɜːn, ænd ɐ fˈaɪn fɹʌm mˌiː ʃˌæl hiː stɹˈeɪtweɪ lˈɜːn!"