text_original: I went to the village this morning in the carriage, and as I came back, pulled off my glove to get sixpence out of my purse to give to a poor man somewhere in this lane, and I suppose that my ring dropped off at the time. I don't know what I shall do; Sir Charles will be sadly vexed."
text_transcription: I WENT TO THE VILLAGE THIS MORNING IN THE CARRIAGE AND AS I CAME BACK PULLED OFF MY GLOVE TO GET SIXPENCE OUT OF MY PURSE TO GIVE TO A POOR MAN SOMEWHERE IN THIS LANE I SUPPOSE THAT MY RING DROPPED OFF AT THE TIME I DON'T KNOW WHAT I SHALL DO SIR CHARLES WILL BE SADLY VEXED
phonemes: aɪ wɛnt tə ðə vˈɪlɪdʒ ðɪs mˈɔːɹnɪŋ ɪnðə kˈæɹɪdʒ, ænd æz aɪ kˈeɪm bˈæk, pˈʊld ˈɔf maɪ ɡlˈʌv tə ɡɛt sˈɪkspəns ˌaʊɾəv maɪ pˈɜːs tə ɡˈɪv tʊ ɐ pˈʊɹ mˈæn sˈʌmwɛɹ ɪn ðɪs lˈeɪn, ænd aɪ səpˈoʊz ðæt maɪ ɹˈɪŋ dɹˈɑːpt ˈɔf æt ðə tˈaɪm. aɪ dˈoʊnt nˈoʊ wʌt aɪʃˌɐl dˈuː; sˌɜː tʃˈɑːɹlz wɪl biː sˈædli vˈɛkst."