text_original: My fellow mate, snatching up the amputation knife, pursued him half way up the cock pit ladder, crying, "You lousy rascal, is this the churchyard, or the charnel house, or the sepulchre, or the golgotha, of the ship?"
text_transcription: MY FELLOW MATE SNATCHING UP THE AMPUTATION KNIFE PURSUED HIM HALF WAY UP THE COCKPIT LADDER CRYING YOU LOUSY RASCAL IS THIS THE CHURCHYARD OR THE CHANNEL HOUSE OR THE SEPULCHRE OR THE GOLGOTHA OF THE SHIP
phonemes: maɪ fˈɛloʊ mˈeɪt, snˈætʃɪŋ ˌʌp ðɪ ˌæmpjuːtˈeɪʃən nˈaɪf, pɚsˈuːd hˌɪm hˈæf wˈeɪ ˌʌp ðə kˈɑːk pˈɪt lˈædɚ, kɹˈaɪɪŋ, "juː lˈaʊsi ɹˈæskəl, ɪz ðɪs ðə tʃˈɜːtʃjɑːɹd, ɔːɹ ðə tʃˈɑːɹnəl hˈaʊs, ɔːɹ ðə sˈɛpʌlkɚ, ɔːɹ ðə ɡəlɡˈɑːθə, ʌvðə ʃˈɪp?"