text_original: Bolt and bar the palace door; While the mass of men are poor, Naked truth grows more and more Uncontrolled; You had never yet, I guess, Any praise for bashfulness, You can visit sans court dress, Hunger and Cold!
text_transcription: BOLD AND BAR THE PALACE DOOR WHILE THE MASS OF MEN ARE POOR NAKED TRUTH GROWS MORE AND MORE UNCONTROLLED YOU HAD NEVER YET I GUESS ANY PRAISE FOR BASHFULNESS YOU CAN VISIT SON COURT DRESS HUNGER AND COLD
phonemes: bˈoʊlt ænd bˈɑːɹ ðə pˈælɪs dˈɔːɹ; wˌaɪl ðə mˈæs ʌv mˈɛn ɑːɹ pˈʊɹ, nˈeɪkᵻd tɹˈuːθ ɡɹˈoʊz mˈɔːɹ ænd mˈɔːɹ ʌŋkəntɹˈoʊld; juː hæd nˈɛvɚ jˈɛt, aɪ ɡˈɛs, ˌɛni pɹˈeɪz fɔːɹ bˈæʃfəlnəs, juː kæn vˈɪzɪt sˈænz kˈɔːɹt dɹˈɛs, hˈʌŋɡɚɹ ænd kˈoʊld!