text_original: scorn not thy state ; There is worse weariness than thiue, In merely being rich and great; Toil only gives the soul to shiue, And makes rest fragrant and benign — A heritage, it seems to me, Worth being poor to hold in fee.
text_transcription: SCORN NOT THY STATE THERE IS WORSE WEARINESS THAN THINE IN MERELY BEING RICH AND GREAT TOIL ONLY GIVES THE SOUL TO SHINE AND MAKES REST FRAGRANT AND BENIGN A HERITAGE IT SEEMS TO ME WORTH BEING POOR TO HOLD IN FEE
phonemes: skˈɔːɹn nˌɑːt ðˌaɪ stˈeɪt ; ðɛɹ ɪz wˈɜːs wˈɪɹinəs ðɐn θˈɪjuː, ɪn mˈɪɹli bˌiːɪŋ ɹˈɪtʃ ænd ɡɹˈeɪt; tˈɔɪl ˈoʊnli ɡˈɪvz ðə sˈoʊl tə ʃˈɪjuː, ænd mˌeɪks ɹˈɛst fɹˈeɪɡɹənt ænd bᵻnˈaɪn — ɐ hˈɛɹɪɾɪdʒ, ɪt sˈiːmz tə mˌiː, wˈɜːθ bˌiːɪŋ pˈʊɹ tə hˈoʊld ɪn fˈiː.