text_original: Exhilarated, I sprang from Terence's arms to the sodden, bared space, and methinks I yet hear my shrill, piping note, and see my legs kicking in the fling of it.
text_transcription: EXHILARATED I SPRANG FROM TERENCE'S ARMS TO THE SODDEN BARED SPACE AND METHINKS I YET HEAR MY SHRILL PIPING NOTE AND SEE MY LEGS KICKING IN THE FLING OF IT
phonemes: ɛɡzˈɪlɐɹəɾᵻd, aɪ spɹˈæŋ fɹʌm tˈɛɹənsᵻz ˈɑːɹmz tə ðə sˈɑːdən, bˈɛɹd spˈeɪs, ænd miːθˈɪŋks aɪ jˈɛt hˈɪɹ maɪ ʃɹˈɪl, pˈaɪpɪŋ nˈoʊt, ænd sˈiː maɪ lˈɛɡz kˈɪkɪŋ ɪnðə flˈɪŋ ʌv ɪt.