text_original: At last a ditcher marks his frequent walks, And muttering talks, Scents out the place, and clears the whole, Unseen by any spies.
text_transcription: AT LAST A DITCHER MARKS HIS FREQUENT WALKS AND MUTTERING TALKS SENDS OUT THE PLACE AND CLEARS THE HOLE UNSEEN BY ANY SPIES
phonemes: æt lˈæst ɐ dˈɪtʃɚ mˈɑːɹks hɪz fɹˈiːkwənt wˈɔːks, ænd mˈʌɾɚɹɪŋ tˈɔːks, sˈɛnts ˈaʊt ðə plˈeɪs, ænd klˈɪɹz ðə hˈoʊl, ʌnsˈiːn baɪ ˌɛni spˈaɪz.