text_original: She drew her gently into a chair. "Set down, ma'am, and don't ye stir tell supper's ready." She brushed her eyes with her sleeve, and, stepping briskly to my bed, bent over me. "Davy," she said, "Davy, how be ye?" "Davy!" It was the lady's voice.
text_transcription: SHE DREW HER GENTLY INTO A CHAIR SIT DOWN MA'AM AND DON'T SHE STIR TILL SUPPER'S READY SHE BRUSHED HER EYES WITH HER SLEEVE AND STEPPING BRISKLY TO MY BED BENT OVER ME DAVY SHE SAID DAVY HOW BE YE DAVY IT WAS THE LADY'S VOICE
phonemes: ʃiː dɹˈuː hɜː dʒˈɛntli ˌɪntʊ ɐ tʃˈɛɹ. "sˈɛt dˈaʊn, mˈæm, ænd dˈoʊnt jiː stˈɜː tˈɛl sˈʌpɚz ɹˈɛdi." ʃiː bɹˈʌʃt hɜːɹ ˈaɪz wɪð hɜː slˈiːv, ænd, stˈɛpɪŋ bɹˈɪskli tə maɪ bˈɛd, bˈɛnt ˈoʊvɚ mˌiː. "dˈeɪvi," ʃiː sˈɛd, "dˈeɪvi, hˌaʊ biː jˈiː?" "dˈeɪvi!" ɪt wʌzðə lˈeɪdiz vˈɔɪs.