text_original: This took Mr. Darnley's breath. He glanced at the other gentlemen, who returned his look significantly. He laid his hand kindly on the lad's head. "Nick," said he, "I wish to God I were your father."
text_transcription: THIS TOOK MISTER DARNLER'S BREATH HE GLANCED AT THE OTHER GENTLEMAN WHO RETURNED HIS LOOK SIGNIFICANTLY HE LAID HIS HAND KINDLY ON THE LAD'S HEAD NICK SAID HE I WISH TO GOD I WERE YOUR FATHER
phonemes: ðɪs tˈʊk mˈɪstɚ. dˈɑːɹnliz bɹˈɛθ. hiː ɡlˈænst æt ðɪ ˈʌðɚ dʒˈɛntəlmən, hˌuː ɹᵻtˈɜːnd hɪz lˈʊk sɪɡnˈɪfɪkəntli. hiː lˈeɪd hɪz hˈænd kˈaɪndli ɔnðə lˈædz hˈɛd. "nˈɪk," sˈɛd hiː, "aɪ wˈɪʃ tə ɡˈɑːd aɪ wɜː jʊɹ fˈɑːðɚ."