text_original: I thought I stood upon the forecastle, and saw a parcel of carrion crows foul of a dead shark: that floated alongside, and the devil perching upon our spritsail yard, in the likeness of a blue bear—who, d'ye see jumped overboard upon the carcass and carried it to the bottom in his claws."
text_transcription: I THOUGHT I STOOD UPON THE FORECASTLE AND SAW A PARCEL OF CARRION CROWS FOUL OF A DEAD SHARK THAT FLOATED ALONGSIDE AND THE DEVIL PERCHING UPON OUR SPIRIT SAIL YARD IN THE LIKENESS OF A BLUE BEAR WHO'D YOU SEE JUMPED OVERBOARD UPON THE CARCASS AND CARRIED IT TO THE BOTTOM OF HIS CLAWS
phonemes: aɪ θˈɔːt aɪ stˈʊd əpˌɑːn ðə fˈɔːɹkæsəl, ænd sˈɔː ɐ pˈɑːɹsəl ʌv kˈæɹiən kɹˈoʊz fˈaʊl əvə dˈɛd ʃˈɑːɹk: ðæt flˈoʊɾᵻd ɐlˈɔŋsaɪd, ænd ðə dˈɛvəl pˈɜːtʃɪŋ əpˌɑːn ˌaʊɚ spɹˈɪtseɪl jˈɑːɹd, ɪnðə lˈaɪknəs əvə blˈuː bˈɛɹ—hˈuː, djə sˈiː dʒˈʌmpt ˌoʊvɚbˈɔːɹd əpˌɑːn ðə kˈɑːɹkəs ænd kˈæɹid ɪt tə ðə bˈɑːɾəm ɪn hɪz klˈɔːz."