text_original: It was impossible to move an inch without bumping his sides against some piece of uncultivated ground. "Judge for yourselves, my dears," continued Aunt Judy, pathetically, "what must have been the feelings of the '_something_' which had lived proudly and happily in the meadow field for so long, on hearing such offensive remarks.
text_transcription: IT WAS IMPOSSIBLE TO MOVE AN INCH WITHOUT BUMPING HIS SIDES AGAINST SOME PIECE OF UNCULTIVATED GROUND JUDGE FOR YOURSELVES MY DEARS CONTINUED AUNT JUDY PATHETICALLY WHAT MUST HAVE BEEN THE FEELINGS OF THE SOMETHING WHICH HAD LIVED PROUDLY AND HAPPILY IN THE MEADOW FIELD FOR SO LONG ON HEARING SUCH OFFENSIVE REMARKS
phonemes: ɪt wʌz ɪmpˈɑːsᵻbəl tə mˈuːv ɐn ˈɪntʃ wɪðˌaʊt bˈʌmpɪŋ hɪz sˈaɪdz ɐɡˈɛnst sˌʌm pˈiːs ʌv ʌŋkˈʌltᵻvˌeɪɾᵻd ɡɹˈaʊnd. "dʒˈʌdʒ fɔːɹ jɔːɹsˈɛlvz, maɪ dˈɪɹz," kəntˈɪnjuːd ˈænt dʒˈuːdi, pɐθˈɛɾɪkli, "wˌʌt mˈʌstɐv bˌɪn ðə fˈiːlɪŋz ʌvðə sˈʌmθɪŋ wˌɪtʃ hæd lˈɪvd pɹˈaʊdli ænd hˈæpɪli ɪnðə mˈɛdoʊ fˈiːld fɔːɹ sˌoʊ lˈɔŋ, ˌɔn hˈɪɹɪŋ sˈʌtʃ əfˈɛnsɪv ɹᵻmˈɑːɹks.