text_original: "I don't doubt, sir," said he, with the utmost solemnity of declamation, "but you look with horror upon every object that surrounds you in this uncomfortable place; but, nevertheless, here are some, who, as my friend Shakespeare has it, have seen better days, and have with holy bell been knolled to church; and sat at good men's feasts, and wiped their eyes of drops that sacred pity hath engendered.
text_transcription: I DON'T DOUBT SIR SAID HE WITH THE UTMOST SOLEMNITY OF DECLAMATION BUT YOU LOOK WITH HORROR UPON EVERY OBJECT THAT SURROUNDS YOU IN THIS UNCOMFORTABLE PLACE BUT NEVERTHELESS HERE ARE SOME WHO AS MY FRIEND SHAKESPEARE HAS IT HAVE SEEN BETTER DAYS AND HAVE WITH HOLY BELL BEEN NILL'D TO CHURCH AND SAT AT GOOD MEN'S FEASTS AND WIPED THEIR EYES OF DROPS THAT SACRED PITY HATH ENGENDERED
phonemes: "aɪ dˈoʊnt dˈaʊt, sˌɜː," sˈɛd hiː, wɪððɪ ˈʌtmoʊst sɑːlˈɛmnᵻɾi ʌv dᵻklɐmˈeɪʃən, "bˌʌt juː lˈʊk wɪð hˈɔɹɚɹ əpˌɑːn ˈɛvɹi ˈɑːbdʒɛkt ðæt sɚɹˈaʊndz juː ɪn ðɪs ʌŋkˈʌmftəbəl plˈeɪs; bˌʌt, nˌɛvɚðəlˈɛs, hˈɪɹ ɑːɹ sˌʌm, hˈuː, æz maɪ fɹˈɛnd ʃˈeɪkspɪɹ hˌæzɪt, hæv sˈiːn bˈɛɾɚ dˈeɪz, ænd hæv wɪð hˈoʊli bˈɛl bˌɪn nˈoʊld tə tʃˈɜːtʃ; ænd sˈæt æt ɡˈʊd mˈɛnz fˈiːsts, ænd wˈaɪpt ðɛɹ ˈaɪz ʌv dɹˈɑːps ðæt sˈeɪkɹɪd pˈɪɾi hæθ ɛndʒˈɛndɚd.