text_original: The punch that spalpeen has dhrunk this day would amaze ye. He give us the slip awhiles ago, bad cess to him, an' come up here. Didn't I tell ye, Larry, not to be afther ringin' at the owle gintleman's knocker? Ain't ye got no sinse at all?"
text_transcription: THE PUNCH THAT SPALPEEN HAS DRUNK THIS DAY WOULD AMAZE YE HE GIVE US THE SLIP WILES AGO BAD CESS TO HIM AND COME UP HERE DIDN'T I TELL YE LARRY NOT TO BE AFTHER RINGING AND THE OLD GENTLEMAN'S KNOCKER AIN'T SHE GOT NO SENSE AT ALL
phonemes: ðə pˈʌntʃ ðæt spˈælpiːn hɐz dˌiːˈeɪtʃɹˈʌŋk ðɪs dˈeɪ wʊd ɐmˈeɪz jˈiː. hiː ɡˈɪv ˌʌs ðə slˈɪp ɐwˈaɪlz ɐɡˈoʊ, bˈæd sˈɛs tə hˌɪm, æn kˈʌm ˌʌp hˈɪɹ. dˈɪdnt aɪ tˈɛl jˈiː, lˈæɹi, nˌɑːt təbi ˈæfðɚ ɹˈɪŋɡɪn æt ðɪ ˈaʊəl dʒˈɪntəlmənz nˈɑːkɚ? ˈeɪnt jiː ɡɑːt nˈoʊ sˈɪns æɾ ˈɔːl?"