text_original: "Great Goliah!" cried the landlord, breathlessly, "he shet him up jest like a jack knife." Awe struck, I looked at the tall young man, and he was the very essence of wrath.
text_transcription: GREY GOLIAH CRIED THE LANDLORD BREATHLESSLY HE SHUT HIM UP JUST LIKE A JACK KNIFE AWE STRUCK I LOOKED AT THE TALL YOUNG MAN AND HE WAS THE VERY ESSENCE OF WRATH
phonemes: "ɡɹˈeɪt ɡoʊlˈaɪə!" kɹˈaɪd ðə lˈændlɔːɹd, bɹˈɛθləsli, "hiː ʃˈɛt hˌɪm ˌʌp dʒˈɛst lˈaɪk ɐ dʒˈæk nˈaɪf." ˈɔː stɹˈʌk, aɪ lˈʊkt æt ðə tˈɔːl jˈʌŋ mˈæn, ænd hiː wʌzðə vˈɛɹi ˈɛsəns ʌv ɹˈæθ.