text_original: cried he, "dost thou intend to twist off my hand? Gad's curse! my arm is benumbed up to the very shoulder! Heaven have mercy upon me! must I perish under the hands of savages?
text_transcription: CRIED HE DOST THOU TEND TO TWIST OFF MY HAND GOD'S CURSE MY ARM HAS BEEN NUMBED UP TO THE VERY SHOULDER HEAVEN HAVE MERCY UPON ME MUST I PERISH UNDER THE HANDS OF SAVAGES
phonemes: kɹˈaɪd hiː, "dˈɑːst ðˈaʊ ɪntˈɛnd tə twˈɪst ˈɔf maɪ hˈænd? ɡˈædz kˈɜːs! maɪ ˈɑːɹm ɪz bᵻnˈʌmd ˌʌp tə ðə vˈɛɹi ʃˈoʊldɚ! hˈɛvən hæv mˈɜːsi əpˌɑːn mˌiː! mˈʌst aɪ pˈɛɹɪʃ ˌʌndɚ ðə hˈændz ʌv sˈævɪdʒᵻz?