text_original: As for Jack he rode along holding his head high and glancing about him. "How proud mother will be to see me come riding up to the door like a nobleman," thought he. "How much better to ride with my head in the air than to trudge along in the dust."
text_transcription: AS FOR JACK HE RODE ALONG HOLDING HIS HEAD HIGH AND GLANCING ABOUT HIM HOW PROUD MOTHER WILL BE TO SEE ME COME RIDING UP TO THE DOOR LIKE A NOBLEMAN THOUGHT HE HOW MUCH BETTER TO RIDE WITH MY HEAD HIGH IN THE AIR THAN TO TRUDGE ALONG IN THE DUST
phonemes: æz fɔːɹ dʒˈæk hiː ɹˈoʊd ɐlˈɔŋ hˈoʊldɪŋ hɪz hˈɛd hˈaɪ ænd ɡlˈænsɪŋ ɐbˈaʊt hˌɪm. "hˌaʊ pɹˈaʊd mˈʌðɚ wɪl biː tə sˈiː mˌiː kˈʌm ɹˈaɪdɪŋ ˌʌp tə ðə dˈɔːɹ lˈaɪk ɐ nˈoʊbəlmən," θˈɔːt hiː. "hˌaʊ mˈʌtʃ bˈɛɾɚ tə ɹˈaɪd wɪð maɪ hˈɛd ɪnðɪ ˈɛɹ ðɐn tə tɹˈʌdʒ ɐlˈɔŋ ɪnðə dˈʌst."