text_original: " What is to be  come of us without you, Eleanor ? Who will come over to the Phoenix, and applaud my great scenes with the ferule of an umbrella? Who'll cut up half quartern loaves into toast when I am hungry, or have Welsh rarebits in readiness on the hob, when I come home late at night
text_transcription: WHAT IS TO BECOME OF US WITHOUT YOU ELEANOR WHO WILL COME OVER TO THE PHOENIX AND APPLAUD MY GREAT SCENES WITH THE FERRULE OF AN UMBRELLA WHO'LL CUT UP HALF QUARTERN LOAVES INTO TOAST WHEN I AM HUNGRY OR HAVE WELSH RABBITS IN READINESS ON THE HOB WHEN I COME HOME LATE AT NIGHT
phonemes: " wˌʌt ɪz təbi kˈʌm ʌv ˌʌs wɪðˈaʊt juː, ᵻlˈiːnɚ ? hˌuː wɪl kˈʌm ˌoʊvɚ tə ðə fˈiːnɪks, ænd ɐplˈɔːd maɪ ɡɹˈeɪt sˈiːnz wɪððə fˈɛɹuːl əvən ʌmbɹˈɛlə? hˌuːəl kˈʌt ˌʌp hˈæf kwˈɔːɹtɚn lˈoʊvz ˌɪntʊ tˈoʊst wɛn aɪɐm hˈʌŋɡɹi, ɔːɹ hæv wˈɛlʃ ɹˈɛɹbɪts ɪn ɹˈɛdinəs ɔnðə hˈɑːb, wˌɛn aɪ kˈʌm hˈoʊm lˈeɪt æt nˈaɪt