text_original: Shelter through the past and through the days to come! The Rector stopped the first man he saw. "Fine weather for the hay, Aiken! How's your wife doing  a girl?
text_transcription: SHELTER THROUGH THE PAST AND THROUGH THE DAYS TO COME THE RECTOR STOPPED THE FIRST MAN HE SAW FINE WEATHER FOR THE HAY HACON HOW'S YOUR WIFE DOING A GIRL
phonemes: ʃˈɛltɚ θɹuː ðə pˈæst ænd θɹuː ðə dˈeɪz tə kˈʌm! ðə ɹˈɛktɚ stˈɑːpt ðə fˈɜːst mˈæn hiː sˈɔː. "fˈaɪn wˈɛðɚ fɚðə hˈeɪ, ˈeɪkən! hˌaʊz jʊɹ wˈaɪf dˌuːɪŋ ɐ ɡˈɜːl?