text_original: When thou dost purpose aught (within thy power), Be sure to doe it, though it be but small; Constancie knits the bones, and make us stowre, When wanton pleasures beckon us to thrall.
text_transcription: WHEN THOU DOST PURPOSE AUGHT WITHIN THY POWER BE SURE TO DO IT THOUGH IT BE BUT SMALL CONSTANCY KNITS THE BONES AND MAKE US DOUR WHEN WANTON PLEASURES BECKON US TO THRALL
phonemes: wˌɛn ðˈaʊ dˈɑːst pˈɜːpəs ˈɔːt (wɪðˌɪn ðˌaɪ pˈaʊɚ), biː ʃˈʊɹ tə dˈoʊ ɪt, ðˌoʊ ɪt biː bˌʌt smˈɔːl; kˈɑːnstænsi nˈɪts ðə bˈoʊnz, ænd mˌeɪk ˌʌs stˈoʊɚ, wˌɛn wˈɔntən plˈɛʒɚz bˈɛkən ˌʌs tə θɹˈɔːl.