text_original: At last the would be beau got recognised, A charlatan, in borrowed plumes equipt   And laughed at, scouted, hustled, and despised, Of all his second hand attire got stript; Returning to his friends, abashed and poor, They most politely showed him to the door.
text_transcription: AT LAST THE WOULD BE BOW GOT RECOGNISED A CHARLATAN IN BORROWED PLUMES EQUIPPED AND LAUGHED AT SCOUTED HUSTLED AND DESPISED OF ALL HIS SECOND HAND ATTIRE GOT STRIPPED RETURNING TO HIS FRIENDS ABASHED AND POOR THEY MOST POLITELY SHOWED HIM TO THE DOOR
phonemes: æt lˈæst ðə wʊd biː bˈoʊ ɡɑːt ɹˈɛkəɡnˌaɪzd, ɐ ʃˈɑːɹlətən, ɪn bˈɑːɹoʊd plˈuːmz ɪkwˈɪpt ænd lˈæft æt, skˈaʊɾᵻd, hˈʌsəld, ænd dᵻspˈaɪzd, ʌv ˈɔːl hɪz sˈɛkənd hˈænd ɐtˈaɪɚ ɡɑːt stɹˈɪpt; ɹᵻtˈɜːnɪŋ tə hɪz fɹˈɛndz, ɐbˈæʃt ænd pˈʊɹ, ðeɪ mˈoʊst pəlˈaɪtli ʃˈoʊd hˌɪm tə ðə dˈɔːɹ.