text_original: 'Confound it! where are my spectacles?' the Monarch exclaimed. 'Angelica! go up into my bedroom, look under my pillow, not your mamma's; there you'll see my keys. Bring them down to me, and  Well, well! what impetuous things these girls are!
text_transcription: CONFOUND IT WHERE ARE MY SPECTACLES THE MONARCH EXCLAIMED ANGELICA GO UP TO MY BEDROOM LOOK UNDER MY PILLOW NOT YOUR MAMMA'S THERE YOU'LL SEE MY KEYS BRING THEM DOWN TO ME AND WELL WELL WHAT IMPETUOUS THINGS THESE GIRLS ARE
phonemes: kənfˈaʊnd ɪt! wˌɛɹ ɑːɹ maɪ spˈɛktəkəlz?ðə mˈɑːnɚk ɛksklˈeɪmd. ændʒˈɛlɪkə! ɡˌoʊ ˌʌp ˌɪntʊ maɪ bˈɛdɹuːm, lˈʊk ˌʌndɚ maɪ pˈɪloʊ, nˌɑːt jʊɹ mˈæməz; ðɛɹ juːl sˈiː maɪ kˈiːz. bɹˈɪŋ ðˌɛm dˈaʊn tə mˌiː, ænd wˈɛl, wˈɛl! wˌʌt ɪmpˈɛtʃuːəs θˈɪŋz ðiːz ɡˈɜːlz ɑːɹ!