text_original: "If you give him up, I shall go to him; I will never come back!" The Squire's grip on the rail relaxed; in the light of the candle, still and steady and bright  his jaw could be seen to fall.
text_transcription: IF YOU GIVE HIM UP I SHALL GO TO HIM I WILL NEVER COME BACK THE SQUIRE'S GRIP ON THE RAIL RELAXED IN THE LIGHT OF THE CANDLE STILL AND STEADY AND BRIGHT HIS JAW COULD BE SEEN TO FALL
phonemes: "ɪf juː ɡˈɪv hˌɪm ˈʌp, aɪʃˌɐl ɡˈoʊ tə hˌɪm; aɪ wɪl nˈɛvɚ kˈʌm bˈæk!" ðə skwˈaɪɚz ɡɹˈɪp ɔnðə ɹˈeɪl ɹᵻlˈækst; ɪnðə lˈaɪt ʌvðə kˈændəl, stˈɪl ænd stˈɛdi ænd bɹˈaɪt hɪz dʒˈɔː kʊd biː sˈiːn tə fˈɔːl.