text_original: Myself, how lucky I must be, That need not fear so gross an end; Since Fortune has not favoured me With many million pounds to spend. (Still, did that fickle Dame relent, I'd show you how they _should_ be spent!)
text_transcription: MYSELF HOW LUCKY I MUST BE THAT NEED NOT FEAR SO GROSS AN END SINCE FORTUNE HAS NOT FAVOURED ME WITH MANY MILLION POUNDS TO SPEND STILL DID THAT FICKLE DAME RELENT I'D SHOW YOU HOW THEY SHOULD BE SPENT
phonemes: maɪsˈɛlf, hˌaʊ lˈʌki aɪ mˈʌst bˈiː, ðæt nˈiːd nˌɑːt fˈɪɹ sˌoʊ ɡɹˈoʊs ɐn ˈɛnd; sˈɪns fˈɔːɹtʃʊn həznɑːt fˈeɪvɚd mˌiː wɪð mˈɛni mˈɪliən pˈaʊndz tə spˈɛnd. (stˈɪl, dˈɪd ðæt fˈɪkəl dˈeɪm ɹɪlˈɛnt, aɪd ʃˈoʊ juː hˌaʊ ðeɪ ʃˌʊd biː spˈɛnt!)