text_original: While she was reading, a sober gentleman in black silk breeches and severe coat came out of the house and stood beside her. "Heigho, parson," said the gentleman on the horse block, without moving, "are you to preach against loo or lansquenet to morrow?"
text_transcription: WHILE SHE WAS READING A SOBER GENTLEMAN IN BLACK SILK BREECHES AND SEVERE COAT CAME OUT OF THE HOUSE AND STOOD BESIDE HER HAIL PARSON SAID THE GENTLEMAN ON THE HORSE WALK WITHOUT MOVING ARE YOU THE PREACH AGAINST LOO OR A LANCANET TO MORROW
phonemes: wˌaɪl ʃiː wʌz ɹˈiːdɪŋ, ɐ sˈoʊbɚ dʒˈɛntəlmən ɪn blˈæk sˈɪlk bɹˈiːtʃᵻz ænd sᵻvˈɪɹ kˈoʊt kˈeɪm ˌaʊɾəv ðə hˈaʊs ænd stˈʊd bᵻsˈaɪd hɜː. "hˈeɪoʊ, pˈɑːɹsən," sˈɛd ðə dʒˈɛntəlmən ɔnðə hˈɔːɹs blˈɑːk, wɪðˌaʊt mˈuːvɪŋ, "ɑːɹ juː tə pɹˈiːtʃ ɐɡˈɛnst lˈuː ɔːɹ lˈænskwənˌɛt tə mˈɑːɹoʊ?"