text_original: I have noticed when misfortune strikes the hero of the play That his clothes are worn and tattered in a most unlikely way ; And the gods applaud and cheer him while he whines and loafs around, But they never seem to notice that his pants are mostly sound ; Yet, of course, he cannot help it, for our mirth would mock his care If the ceiling of his trousers showed the patches of repair.
text_transcription: I HAVE NOTICED WHEN MISFORTUNE STRIKES THE HERO OF THE PLAY THAT HIS CLOTHES ARE WORN AND TATTERED IN A MOST UNLIKELY WAY AND THE GODS APPLAUD AND CHEER HIM WHILE HE WINDS AND LOAVES AROUND AND THEY NEVER SEEM TO NOTICE THAT HIS PENS ARE MOSTLY SOUND BUT OF COURSE HE CANNOT HELP IT FOR OUR MIRTH WOULD MOCK HIS CARE IF THE SEALING OF HIS TROUSERS SHOWED THE PATCHES OF REPAIR
phonemes: aɪ hæv nˈoʊɾɪst wɛn mɪsfˈɔːɹtʃʊn stɹˈaɪks ðə hˈiəɹoʊ ʌvðə plˈeɪ ðæt hɪz klˈoʊðz ɑːɹ wˈɔːɹn ænd tˈæɾɚd ɪn ɐ mˈoʊst ʌnlˈaɪkli wˈeɪ ; ænd ðə ɡˈɑːdz ɐplˈɔːd ænd tʃˈɪɹ hˌɪm wˌaɪl hiː wˈaɪnz ænd lˈoʊfs ɚɹˈaʊnd, bˌʌt ðeɪ nˈɛvɚ sˈiːm tə nˈoʊɾɪs ðæt hɪz pˈænts ɑːɹ mˈoʊstli sˈaʊnd ; jˈɛt, ʌv kˈɔːɹs, hiː kænˈɑːt hˈɛlp ɪt, fɔːɹ ˌaʊɚ mˈɜːθ wʊd mˈɑːk hɪz kˈɛɹ ɪf ðə sˈiːlɪŋ ʌv hɪz tɹˈaʊsɚz ʃˈoʊd ðə pˈætʃᵻz ʌv ɹᵻpˈɛɹ.