text_original: The World's a bubble, and the Life of Man Less than a span: In his conception wretched, from the womb, So to the tomb; Curst from his cradle, and brought up to years With cares and fears. Who then to frail mortality shall trust, But limns on water, or but writes in dust.
text_transcription: THE WORLD'S A BUBBLE AND THE LIFE OF MAN LESS THAN A SPAN IN HIS CONCEPTION WRETCHED FROM THE WOMB SO TO THE TOMB CURSED FROM HIS CRADLE AND BROUGHT UP TO YEARS WITH CARES AND FEARS WHO THEN TO FRAIL MORTALITY SHALL TRUST BUT LIMBS ON WATER OR BUT RITES IN DUST
phonemes: ðə wˈɜːldz ɐ bˈʌbəl, ænd ðə lˈaɪf ʌv mˈæn lˈɛs ðˌænə spˈæn: ɪn hɪz kənsˈɛpʃən ɹˈɛtʃᵻd, fɹʌmðə wˈuːm, sˌoʊ tə ðə tˈuːm; kˈɜːst fɹʌm hɪz kɹˈeɪdəl, ænd bɹˈɔːt ˌʌp tə jˈɪɹz wɪð kˈɛɹz ænd fˈɪɹz. hˌuː ðˈɛn tə fɹˈeɪl mɔːɹtˈælᵻɾi ʃˌæl tɹˈʌst, bˌʌt lˈɪmz ˌɔn wˈɔːɾɚ, ɔːɹ bˌʌt ɹˈaɪts ɪn dˈʌst.