text_original: "'Oh, my sticks!' said the poor man; 'the string is broke! What shall I do to gather them together again? I have been all day making this little faggot.' "'We will help you,' said Master Cartwright; 'we can gather your sticks together without fear of hurting our clothes.'
text_transcription: OH MY STICKS SAID THE POOR MAN THE STRING IS BROKE WHAT SHALL I DO TO GATHER THEM TOGETHER AGAIN I HAVE BEEN ALL DAY MAKING THIS LITTLE FOGGET WE WILL HELP YOU SAID MASTER CARTWRIGHT WE CAN GATHER YOUR STICKS TOGETHER WITHOUT FEAR OF HURTING OUR CLOTHES
phonemes: "ˈoʊ, maɪ stˈɪks!sˈɛd ðə pˈʊɹ mˈæn; ðə stɹˈɪŋ ɪz bɹˈoʊk! wˌʌt ʃˌæl aɪ dˈuː tə ɡˈæðɚ ðˌɛm təɡˌɛðɚɹ ɐɡˈɛn? aɪ hɐvbɪn ˈɔːl dˈeɪ mˌeɪkɪŋ ðɪs lˈɪɾəl fˈæɡət. "wiː wɪl hˈɛlp juː,sˈɛd mˈæstɚ kˈɑːɹtɹaɪt; wiː kæn ɡˈæðɚ jʊɹ stˈɪks təɡˌɛðɚ wɪðˌaʊt fˈɪɹ ʌv hˈɜːɾɪŋ ˌaʊɚ klˈoʊðz.