text_original: It was on the whole a merry journey, the first part of it, if a rough one. Often Polly Ann would draw me to her and whisper: "We'll hold out, Davy.
text_transcription: IT WAS ON THE WHOLE A MERRY JOURNEY THE FIRST PART OF IT IF A ROUGH ONE OFTEN POLLYANNE WOULD DRAW ME TO HER AND WHISPER WE'LL HOLD OUT DAVY
phonemes: ɪt wʌz ɔnðə hˈoʊl ɐ mˈɛɹi dʒˈɜːni, ðə fˈɜːst pˈɑːɹt ʌv ɪt, ɪf ɐ ɹˈʌf wˌʌn. ˈɔfən pˈɑːli ˈæn wʊd dɹˈɔː mˌiː tə hɜː ænd wˈɪspɚ: "wiːl hˈoʊld ˈaʊt, dˈeɪvi.