text_original: "That I have," cried Polly Ann, "though it's fair mouldy. Davy, run and fetch it." I ran to the pack on the sorrel mare.
text_transcription: THAT I HAVE CRIED POLLYAN THOUGH IT'S FAIR MOULDY DAVY RUN AND FETCH IT I RAN TO THE PACK ON THE SORREL MARE
phonemes: "ðæt aɪ hˈæv," kɹˈaɪd pˈɑːli ˈæn, "ðˌoʊ ɪts fˈɛɹ mˈoʊldi. dˈeɪvi, ɹˈʌn ænd fˈɛtʃ ɪt." aɪ ɹˈæn tə ðə pˈæk ɔnðə sˈɔɹəl mˈɛɹ.