text_original: Not oft I use to wright In prose, nor yet in ryme; Yet wil I shewe one sight, That I sawe in my time : I sawe a royal 1 throne, Where Justice shulde have sitte; But in her steade was One Of moody cruel 1 witte.
text_transcription: NOT OFT I USED TO WRITE IN PROSE NOR YET IN RHYME YET WILL I SHOW ONE SIGHT THAT I SAW IN MY TIME I SAW A ROYAL THRONE WHERE JUSTICE SHOULD HAVE SIT BUT IN HER STEAD WAS ONE OF MOODY CRUEL WIT
phonemes: nˌɑːt ˈɔft aɪ jˈuːz tə ɹˈaɪt ɪn pɹˈoʊz, nˈɔːɹ jˈɛt ɪn ɹˈaɪm; jˈɛt wˈɪl aɪ ʃjˈuː wˈʌn sˈaɪt, ðæt aɪ sˈɔː ɪn maɪ tˈaɪm : aɪ sˈɔː ɐ ɹˈɔɪəl wˈʌn θɹˈoʊn, wˌɛɹ dʒˈʌstɪs ʃˈʌldə hæv sˈɪt; bˌʌt ɪn hɜː stˈɛd wʌz wˈʌn ʌv mˈuːdi kɹˈuːəl wˈʌn wˈɪt.