text_original: What will a drunkard do for ale? Dark and dismal grows my tale; Sell his bedstead and his bed, Nor leave a place to lay his head.
text_transcription: WHAT WILL A DRUNKARD DO FOR ALE DARK AND DISMAL GROWS MY TALE SELL HIS BEDSTEAD AND HIS BED NOR LEAVE A PLACE TO LAVE HIS HEAD
phonemes: wˌʌt wɪl ɐ dɹˈʌŋkɚd dˈuː fɔːɹ ˈeɪl? dˈɑːɹk ænd dˈɪzməl ɡɹˈoʊz maɪ tˈeɪl; sˈɛl hɪz bˈɛdstɛd ænd hɪz bˈɛd, nˈɔːɹ lˈiːv ɐ plˈeɪs tə lˈeɪ hɪz hˈɛd.