text_original: You'll need me yet so you'll do well to keep a civil tongue behind your teeth!" "Stop that! Don't try any mighty airs on me!" quivered Rhinds. "Oh, blow off your steam, quietly, and then become reasonable," yawned Fred Radwin.
text_transcription: YOU'LL NEED ME YET SO YOU'LL DO WELL TO KEEP A CIVIL TONGUE BEHIND YOUR TEETH STOP THAT DON'T TRY ANY MIGHTY AIRS ON ME QUIVERED RYNS OH BLOW OFF YOUR STEAM AND THEN BECOME REASONABLE YAWNED FRED RADWIN
phonemes: juːl nˈiːd mˌiː jˈɛt sˌoʊ juːl dˈuː wˈɛl tə kˈiːp ɐ sˈɪvəl tˈʌŋ bᵻhˌaɪnd jʊɹ tˈiːθ!" "stˈɑːp ðˈæt! dˈoʊnt tɹˈaɪ ˌɛni mˈaɪɾi ˈɛɹz ˈɔn mˌiː!" kwˈɪvɚd ɹˈaɪndz. "ˈoʊ, blˈoʊ ˈɔf jʊɹ stˈiːm, kwˈaɪətli, ænd ðˈɛn bɪkˌʌm ɹˈiːzənəbəl," jˈɔːnd fɹˈɛd ɹˈædwɪn.