text_original: Fortune gives but one chance, we know: All was reversed,  his servants thieves. Fate came upon him with one blow, And made the mark that seldom leaves. The Friend perceived his painful case. "Fortune, alas!" the merchant cries.
text_transcription: FORTUNE GIVES BUT ONE CHANCE WE KNOW ALL WAS REVERSED HIS SERVANTS THIEVES FATE CAME UPON HIM WITH ONE BLOW AND MADE THE MARK THAT SELDOM LEAVES THE FRIEND PERCEIVED HIS PAINFUL CASE FORTUNE ALAS THE MERCHANT CRIES
phonemes: fˈɔːɹtʃʊn ɡˈɪvz bˌʌt wˈʌn tʃˈæns, wiː nˈoʊ: ˈɔːl wʌz ɹᵻvˈɜːst,  hɪz sˈɜːvənts θˈiːvz. fˈeɪt kˈeɪm əpˌɑːn hˌɪm wɪð wˈʌn blˈoʊ, ænd mˌeɪd ðə mˈɑːɹk ðæt sˈɛldəm lˈiːvz. ðə fɹˈɛnd pɚsˈiːvd hɪz pˈeɪnfəl kˈeɪs. "fˈɔːɹtʃʊn, ɐlˈæs!" ðə mˈɜːtʃənt kɹˈaɪz.