text_original: For it was not given to him to say what he felt; but as I hurried to keep pace with his stride, Polly Ann's words rang in my ears, "Davy, take care of my Tom," and I knew that he, too, was thinking of her.
text_transcription: FOR IT WAS NOT GIVEN TO HIM TO SAY WHAT HE FELT BUT AS I HURRIED TO KEEP PACE WITH HIS STRIDE POLLYANN'S WORDS RANG IN MY EARS DAVY TAKE CARE OF MY TOM AND I KNEW THAT HE TOO WAS THINKING OF HER
phonemes: fɔːɹ ɪt wʌz nˌɑːt ɡˈɪvən tə hˌɪm tə sˈeɪ wʌt hiː fˈɛlt; bˌʌt æz aɪ hˈɜːɹid tə kˈiːp pˈeɪs wɪð hɪz stɹˈaɪd, pˈɑːli ˈænz wˈɜːdz ɹˈæŋ ɪn maɪ ˈɪɹz, "dˈeɪvi, tˈeɪk kˈɛɹ ʌv maɪ tˈɑːm," ænd aɪ nˈuː ðˈæt hiː, tˈuː, wʌz θˈɪŋkɪŋ ʌv hɜː.