text_original: On that the wife, dressed like a Fury, came, Mask'd, and with voice disguised, into the den, And brought the wretched sot, in hopes to tame, Some boiling gruel fit for Lucifer.
text_transcription: ON THAT THE WIFE DRESSED LIKE A FURY CAME MASKED AND WITH VOICE DISGUISED INTO THE DEN AND BROUGHT THE WRETCHED SOT IN HOPES TO TAME SOME BOILING GRUEL FIT FOR LUCIFER
phonemes: ˌɔn ðætðə wˈaɪf, dɹˈɛst lˈaɪk ɐ fjˈʊɹɹi, kˈeɪm, mˈæskd, ænd wɪð vˈɔɪs dɪsɡˈaɪzd, ˌɪntʊ ðə dˈɛn, ænd bɹˈɔːt ðə ɹˈɛtʃᵻd sˈɑːt, ɪn hˈoʊps tə tˈeɪm, sˌʌm bˈɔɪlɪŋ ɡɹˈuːəl fˈɪt fɔːɹ lˈuːsɪfɚ.