text_original: The horses were belled and spancelled near by, feeding on the cane and wild grass, and Polly Ann was cooking journey cakes on a stone. "What makes you so sober, Davy?" she said. I didn't answer.
text_transcription: THE HORSES WERE BELLED AND SPANSEL NEAR BY FEEDING ON THE CANE AND WILD GRASS AND POLLYANN WAS COOKING JOURNEY CAKES ON A STONE WHAT MAKES YOU SO SOBER DAVY SHE SAID I DIDN'T ANSWER
phonemes: ðə hˈɔːɹsᵻz wɜː bˈɛld ænd spˈænsəld nˌɪɹ bˈaɪ, fˈiːdɪŋ ɔnðə kˈeɪn ænd wˈaɪld ɡɹˈæs, ænd pˈɑːli ˈæn wʌz kˈʊkɪŋ dʒˈɜːni kˈeɪks ˌɔn ɐ stˈoʊn. "wˌʌt mˌeɪks juː sˌoʊ sˈoʊbɚ, dˈeɪvi?" ʃiː sˈɛd. aɪ dˈɪdnt ˈænsɚ.