text_original: "But this is so harebrained! A special licence is not so easily had. His Grace, the Archbishop of Canterbury—" "Oh, my goodness! an _Arch_bishop!"—cried Marjolaine, deeply impressed. "The Archbishop of Canterbury requires excellent reasons." "I 've told you," cried Jack impatiently, "we love each other!" The antiquary could not help smiling.
text_transcription: BUT THIS IS SO HARE BRAINED A SPECIAL LICENSE IS NOT SO EASILY HAD HIS GRACE THE ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY OH MY GOODNESS AN ARCHBISHOP CRIED MARGEALANE DEEPLY IMPRESSED THE ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY REQUIRES EXCELLENT REASONS I HAVE TOLD YOU CRIED JACK IMPATIENTLY WE LOVE EACH OTHER THE ANTIQUARY COULD NOT HELP SMILING
phonemes: "bˌʌt ðɪs ɪz sˌoʊ hˈɛɹbɹeɪnd! ɐ spˈɛʃəl lˈaɪsəns ɪz nˌɑːt sˌoʊ ˈiːzili hˌæd. hɪz ɡɹˈeɪs, ðɪ ˌɑːɹtʃbˈɪʃəp ʌv kˈæntɚbˌɛɹi—" "ˈoʊ, maɪ ɡˈʊdnəs! ɐn ˈɑːɹtʃ bˈɪʃəp!"—kɹˈaɪd mˈɑːɹdʒəlˌeɪn, dˈiːpli ɪmpɹˈɛst. "ðɪ ˌɑːɹtʃbˈɪʃəp ʌv kˈæntɚbˌɛɹi ɹᵻkwˈaɪɚz ˈɛksələnt ɹˈiːzənz." "aɪ vˈiː tˈoʊld juː," kɹˈaɪd dʒˈæk ɪmpˈeɪʃəntli, "wiː lˈʌv ˈiːtʃ ˈʌðɚ!" ðɪ ˈæntɪkwˌɛɹi kʊd nˌɑːt hˈɛlp smˈaɪlɪŋ.