text_original: "You don't? You never wrangle? Why scold then,  or complain? More words will only mangle What you've already slain. Your pride you can't surrender? My name  for that you fear? Since when were men so tender, And honor so severe?
text_transcription: YOU DON'T YOU NEVER WRANGLE WHY SCOLD THEN OR COMPLAIN MORE WORDS WILL ONLY MANGLE WHAT YOU'VE ALREADY SLAIN YOUR PRIDE YOU CAN SURRENDER MY NAME FOR THAT YOU FEAR SINCE WHEN WERE MEN SO TENDER AND HONOR SO SEVERE
phonemes: "juː dˈoʊnt? juː nˈɛvɚ ɹˈæŋɡəl? wˌaɪ skˈoʊld ðˈɛn,  ɔːɹ kəmplˈeɪn? mˈɔːɹ wˈɜːdz wɪl ˈoʊnli mˈæŋɡəl wʌt juːv ɔːlɹˌɛdi slˈeɪn. jʊɹ pɹˈaɪd juː kˈænt sɚɹˈɛndɚ? maɪ nˈeɪm fɔːɹ ðæt juː fˈɪɹ? sˈɪns wɛn wɜː mˈɛn sˌoʊ tˈɛndɚ, ænd ˈɑːnɚ sˌoʊ sᵻvˈɪɹ?