text_original: I hope you are now ambitious enough to despise the dull old plan of dropping contentedly down, just where you happen to be, or waiting for some chance traveller (who may never come) to give you a lift elsewhere. That paradise of happiness, of which the lob worm told us, is close at hand.
text_transcription: I HOPE YOU ARE NOW AMBITIOUS ENOUGH TO DESPISE THE DULL OLD PLAN OF DROPPING CONTENTEDLY DOWN JUST WHERE YOU HAPPEN TO BE OR WAITING FOR SOME CHANCE TRAVELLER WHO MAY NEVER COME TO GIVE YOU A LIFT ELSEWHERE THAT PARADISE OF HAPPINESS OF WHICH THE LAW WORM TOLD US IS CLOSE AT HAND
phonemes: aɪ hˈoʊp juː ɑːɹ nˈaʊ æmbˈɪʃəs ɪnˈʌf tə dᵻspˈaɪz ðə dˈʌl ˈoʊld plˈæn ʌv dɹˈɑːpɪŋ kəntˈɛntᵻdli dˈaʊn, dʒˈʌst wˌɛɹ juː hˈæpən tə bˈiː, ɔːɹ wˈeɪɾɪŋ fɔːɹ sˌʌm tʃˈæns tɹˈævəlɚ (hˌuː mˈeɪ nˈɛvɚ kˈʌm) tə ɡˈɪv juː ɐ lˈɪft ˈɛlswɛɹ. ðæt pˈæɹədˌaɪs ʌv hˈæpɪnəs, ʌvwˈɪtʃ ðə lˈɑːb wˈɜːm tˈoʊld ˌʌs, ɪz klˈoʊs æt hˈænd.