text_original: Then he was all for praise of Thomas McChesney. 'Where is he?' said he. 'He is at the far pasture,' said I, 'and may be looked for any moment.' Whereupon he sits down and tries to worm out of me the business of the mill, the yield of the land.
text_transcription: THEN HE WAS ALL FOR PRAISE FOR THOMAS MAJESTY WHERE IS HE SAID HE HE'S AT THE FAR PASTURE SAID I AND MAY BE LOOKED FOR AT ANY MOMENT WHEREUPON HE SITS DOWN AND TRIES TO WORM OUT OF ME THE BUSINESS OF THE MILL THE YIELD OF THE LAND
phonemes: ðˈɛn hiː wʌz ˈɔːl fɔːɹ pɹˈeɪz ʌv tˈɑːməs mə tʃˈɛsni. wˈɛɹ ɪz hiː?sˈɛd hiː. hiː ɪz æt ðə fˈɑːɹ pˈæstʃɚ,sˈɛd ˈaɪ, ænd mˈeɪ biː lˈʊkt fɔːɹ ˌɛni mˈoʊmənt.wˈɛɹəpˌɑːn hiː sˈɪts dˌaʊn ænd tɹˈaɪz tə wˈɜːm ˌaʊɾəv mˌiː ðə bˈɪznəs ʌvðə mˈɪl, ðə jˈiːld ʌvðə lˈænd.