text_original: Now my boots," stretching out his legs. "Hans shall draw off your boots, fair brother," began the dame; but poor Christina, the more anxious to propitiate him in little things, because of the horror and dread with which his main purpose inspired her, was already on her knees, pulling with her small quivering hands at the long steel guarded boot—a task to which she would have been utterly inadequate, but for some lazy assistance from her father's other foot.
text_transcription: NOW MY BOOTS STRETCHING OUT HIS LEGS HANS SHALL DRAW OFF YOUR BOOTS FAIR BROTHER BEGAN THE DAME BUT POOR CHRISTINA THE MORE ANXIOUS TO PROPITIATE HIM IN LITTLE THINGS BECAUSE OF THE HORROR AND DREAD WITH WHICH HIS MAIN PURPOSE INSPIRED HER WAS ALREADY ON HER KNEES PULLING WITH HER SMALL QUIVERING HANDS AT THE LONG STEEL GUARDED BOOT A TASK TO WHICH SHE WOULD HAVE BEEN UTTERLY INADEQUATE BUT FOR SOME LAZY ASSISTANCE FROM HER FATHER'S OTHER FOOT
phonemes: nˈaʊ maɪ bˈuːts," stɹˈɛtʃɪŋ ˈaʊt hɪz lˈɛɡz. "hˈænz ʃˌæl dɹˈɔː ˈɔf jʊɹ bˈuːts, fˈɛɹ bɹˈʌðɚ," bɪɡˈæn ðə dˈeɪm; bˌʌt pˈʊɹ kɹɪstˈiːnə, ðə mˈɔːɹ ˈæŋʃəs tə pɹəpˈɪʃɪˌeɪt hˌɪm ɪn lˈɪɾəl θˈɪŋz, bɪkˈʌz ʌvðə hˈɔɹɚ ænd dɹˈɛd wɪð wˌɪtʃ hɪz mˈeɪn pˈɜːpəs ɪnspˈaɪɚd hɜː, wʌz ɔːlɹˌɛdi ˌɔn hɜː nˈiːz, pˈʊlɪŋ wɪð hɜː smˈɔːl kwˈɪvɚɹɪŋ hˈændz æt ðə lˈɔŋ stˈiːl ɡˈɑːɹdᵻd bˈuːt—ɐ tˈæsk tʊ wˌɪtʃ ʃiː wʊdhɐv bˌɪn ˈʌɾɚli ɪnˈædɪkwət, bˌʌt fɔːɹ sˌʌm lˈeɪzi ɐsˈɪstəns fɹʌm hɜː fˈɑːðɚz ˈʌðɚ fˈʊt.