text_original: "I've fetched some prime bacon fer your supper, sir," said Polly Ann, all rosy from her walk; "what I have ain't fit to give ye." Mrs. Temple rose. "My dear," she said, "what you have is too good for us. And if you do such a thing again, I shall be very angry."
text_transcription: I FETCHED SOME PRIME BACON FOR YOUR SUPPER SIR SAID POLLY ANN ALL ROSY FROM HER WALK WHAT I HAVE AIN'T FIT TO GIVE YOU MISSUS TEMPLE ROSE MY DEAR SHE SAID WHAT YOU HAVE IS TOO GOOD FOR US AND IF YOU DO SUCH A THING AGAIN I SHALL BE VERY ANGRY
phonemes: "aɪv fˈɛtʃt sˌʌm pɹˈaɪm bˈeɪkən fˈɜː jʊɹ sˈʌpɚ, sˌɜː," sˈɛd pˈɑːli ˈæn, ˈɔːl ɹˈoʊzi fɹʌm hɜː wˈɔːk; "wˌʌt aɪ hæv ˈeɪnt fˈɪt tə ɡˈɪv jˈiː." mˈɪsɪz. tˈɛmpəl ɹˈoʊz. "maɪ dˈɪɹ," ʃiː sˈɛd, "wˌʌt juː hæv ɪz tˈuː ɡˈʊd fɔːɹ ˌʌs. ænd ɪf juː dˈuː sˈʌtʃ ɐ θˈɪŋ ɐɡˈɛn, aɪʃˌɐl biː vˈɛɹi ˈæŋɡɹi."