text_original: In spite of my feelings I could not but laugh at the perfectly irresistible figure my cousin made, as he stood before me with the drum slung in front of him. His hat was gone, his dust covered clothes awry, but he smiled at me benignly and without a trace of surprise.
text_transcription: IN SPITE OF MY FEELINGS I COULD NOT BUT LAUGH AT THE PERFECTLY IRRESISTIBLE FIGURE MY COUSIN MADE AS HE STOOD BEFORE ME WITH THE DRUM SLUNG IN FRONT OF HIM HIS HAT WAS GONE HIS DUST COVERED CLOTHES AWRY BUT HE SMILED AT ME BENIGNLY AND WITHOUT A TRACE OF SURPRISE
phonemes: ɪn spˈaɪt ʌv maɪ fˈiːlɪŋz aɪ kʊd nˌɑːt bˌʌt lˈæf æt ðə pˈɜːfɛktli ɪɹᵻzˈɪstᵻbəl fˈɪɡjɚ maɪ kˈʌzən mˈeɪd, æz hiː stˈʊd bᵻfˌɔːɹ mˌiː wɪððə dɹˈʌm slˈʌŋ ɪn fɹˈʌnt ʌv hˌɪm. hɪz hˈæt wʌz ɡˈɔn, hɪz dˈʌst kˈʌvɚd klˈoʊðz ɚɹˈaɪ, bˌʌt hiː smˈaɪld æt mˌiː bᵻnˈaɪnli ænd wɪðˌaʊt ɐ tɹˈeɪs ʌv sɚpɹˈaɪz.