text_original: You and your children sail about on the lake, with minds and hearts, I doubt not, elevated and tranquilized by its quiet repose; but Ben Dakes, and his idle, profane army of children, consider themselves as doing very much the same thing when they lie lolling about, sunning themselves on its shore, or skipping stones over its surface the whole of a Sunday afternoon." "Let every one answer to his own conscience," replied Mr. James.
text_transcription: YOU AND YOUR CHILDREN SAIL ABOUT ON THE LAKE WITH MINDS AND HEARTS I DOUBT NOT ELEVATED AND TRANQUILLIZED BY ITS QUIET REPOSE BUT BEN DAKES IN HIS IDLE PROFANE ARMY OF CHILDREN CONSIDER THEMSELVES AS DOING VERY MUCH THE SAME THING WHEN THEY LIE LOLLING ABOUT SUNNING THEMSELVES ON ITS SHORE OR SKIPPING STONES OVER ITS SURFACE THE WHOLE OF A SUNDAY AFTERNOON LET EVERY ONE ANSWER TO HIS OWN CONSCIENCE REPLIED MISTER JAMES
phonemes: juː ænd jʊɹ tʃˈɪldɹən sˈeɪl ɐbˌaʊt ɔnðə lˈeɪk, wɪð mˈaɪndz ænd hˈɑːɹts, aɪ dˈaʊt nˈɑːt, ˈɛlɪvˌeɪɾᵻd ænd tɹˈæŋkwɪlˌaɪzd baɪ ɪts kwˈaɪət ɹᵻpˈoʊz; bˌʌt bˈɛn dˈeɪks, ænd hɪz ˈaɪdəl, pɹəfˈeɪn ˈɑːɹmi ʌv tʃˈɪldɹən, kənsˈɪdɚ ðɛmsˈɛlvz æz dˌuːɪŋ vˈɛɹi mˈʌtʃ ðə sˈeɪm θˈɪŋ wɛn ðeɪ lˈaɪ lˈɑːlɪŋ ɐbˈaʊt, sˈʌnɪŋ ðɛmsˈɛlvz ˌɔn ɪts ʃˈɔːɹ, ɔːɹ skˈɪpɪŋ stˈoʊnz ˌoʊvɚɹ ɪts sˈɜːfɪs ðə hˈoʊl əvə sˈʌndeɪ ˌæftɚnˈuːn." "lˈɛt ˈɛvɹi wˈʌn ˈænsɚ tə hɪz ˈoʊn kˈɑːnʃəns," ɹᵻplˈaɪd mˈɪstɚ. dʒˈeɪmz.