text_original: Gladly heard. The Spider took her at her word. In the dark hovel she can spin: No broom comes there with bustling din. The Gout, on her part, pleased to trudge, Goes straightway  wise as any judge   Unto a bishop, and with whims So fetters his tormented limbs, That he from bed can never budge. Spasms! Cataplasms! Heaven knows, the doctors make the curse Steal steadily from bad to worse.
text_transcription: GLADLY HURT THE SPIDER TOOK HER AT HER WORD IN THE DARK HOVER SHE CAN SPIN NO BROOM COMES THERE WITH BUSTLING DIN THE GOUT ON HER PART PLEASED TO TRUDGE GO STRAIGHTWAY WISE AS ANY JUDGE UNTO A BISHOP AND WITH WHIMS SO FETTERS HIS TORMENTED LIMBS THAT HE FROM BED CAN NEVER BUDGE SPASMS CATAPLASMS HEAVEN KNOWS THE DOCTORS MAKE THE CURS STEAL STEADILY FROM BAD TO WORSE
phonemes: ɡlˈædli hˈɜːd. ðə spˈaɪdɚ tˈʊk hɜːɹ æt hɜː wˈɜːd. ɪnðə dˈɑːɹk hˈɑːvəl ʃiː kæn spˈɪn: nˈoʊ bɹˈuːm kˈʌmz ðɛɹ wɪð bˈʌsəlɪŋ dˈɪn. ðə ɡˈaʊt, ˌɔn hɜː pˈɑːɹt, plˈiːzd tə tɹˈʌdʒ, ɡoʊz stɹˈeɪtweɪ wˈaɪz æz ˌɛni dʒˈʌdʒ ˌʌntʊ ɐ bˈɪʃəp, ænd wɪð wˈɪmz sˌoʊ fˈɛɾɚz hɪz tɔːɹmˈɛntᵻd lˈɪmz, ðæt hiː fɹʌm bˈɛd kæn nˈɛvɚ bˈʌdʒ. spˈæzəmz! kˈæɾɐplˌæzəmz! hˈɛvən nˈoʊz, ðə dˈɑːktɚz mˌeɪk ðə kˈɜːs stˈiːl stˈɛdili fɹʌm bˈæd tə wˈɜːs.