text_original: I should like to give his owner a bit of my mind!" He led the animal towards the water. The old horse followed tranquilly enough, but as he had done nothing to deserve his misfortune, neither did he feel any gratitude towards his deliverer. He drank his fill, and fell to grazing. The Rector experienced a sense of disillusionment, and drove the peg again into the softer earth under the willows; then raising himself, he looked hard at the old horse.
text_transcription: I SHOULD LIKE TO GIVE HIS OWNER A BIT OF MY MIND HE LED THE ANIMAL TOWARDS THE WATER THE OLD HORSE FOLLOWED TRANQUILLY ENOUGH BUT AS HE HAD DONE NOTHING TO DESERVE HIS MISFORTUNE NEITHER DID HE FEEL ANY GRATITUDE TOWARDS HIS DELIVERER HE DRANK HIS FILL AND FELL TO GRAZING THE RECTOR EXPERIENCED A SENSE OF DISILLUSIONMENT AND DROVE THE PEG AGAIN INTO THE SOFTER EARTH UNDER THE WILLOWS THEN RAISING HIMSELF HE LOOKED HARD AT THE OLD HORSE
phonemes: aɪ ʃˌʊd lˈaɪk tə ɡˈɪv hɪz ˈoʊnɚɹ ɐ bˈɪt ʌv maɪ mˈaɪnd!" hiː lˈɛd ðɪ ˈænɪməl təwˈɔːɹdz ðə wˈɔːɾɚ. ðɪ ˈoʊld hˈɔːɹs fˈɑːloʊd tɹˈæŋkwɪli ɪnˈʌf, bˌʌt æz hiː hæd dˈʌn nˈʌθɪŋ tə dɪzˈɜːv hɪz mɪsfˈɔːɹtʃʊn, nˈiːðɚ dˈɪd hiː fˈiːl ˌɛni ɡɹˈæɾɪtˌuːd təwˈɔːɹdz hɪz dᵻlˈɪvɚɹɚ. hiː dɹˈæŋk hɪz fˈɪl, ænd fˈɛl tə ɡɹˈeɪzɪŋ. ðə ɹˈɛktɚɹ ɛkspˈiəɹɪənst ɐ sˈɛns ʌv dɪsɪlˈuːʒənmənt, ænd dɹˈoʊv ðə pˈɛɡ ɐɡˈɛn ˌɪntʊ ðə sˈɔftɚɹ ˈɜːθ ˌʌndɚ ðə wˈɪloʊz; ðˈɛn ɹˈeɪzɪŋ hɪmsˈɛlf, hiː lˈʊkt hˈɑːɹd æt ðɪ ˈoʊld hˈɔːɹs.