text_original: "I'll be hanged," said she, "if Sawney Waddle, the pedlar, has not got up in a dream and done it, for I heard him very obstropulous in his sleep.—Sure I put a chamberpot under his bed!" With these words she advanced to the bed, in which he lay, and, finding the sheets cold, exclaimed, "Good lackadaisy! The rogue is fled." "Fled," cried I, with feigned amazement, "God forbid!
text_transcription: I'LL BE HANGED SAID SHE IF SAWNEY WADDLE THE PEDDLER HAS NOT UP IN A DREAM AND DONE IT FOR I HEARD HIM VERY OBSTRUPULOUS IN HIS SLEEP SURE I PUT A CHAMBER POT UNDER HIS BED WITH THESE WORDS SHE ADVANCED TO THE BED IN WHICH HE LAY AND FINDING THE SHEETS COLD EXCLAIMED GOOD LACK A DAISY THE ROGUE IS FLED FLED CRIED I WITH FEIGNED AMAZEMENT GOD FORBID
phonemes: "aɪl biː hˈæŋd," sˈɛd ʃiː, "ɪf sˈɔːni wˈɑːdəl, ðə pˈɛdlɚ, həznɑːt ɡɑːt ˌʌp ɪn ɐ dɹˈiːm ænd dˈʌn ɪt, fɔːɹ aɪ hˈɜːd hˌɪm vˈɛɹi əbstɹˈɑːpjʊləs ɪn hɪz slˈiːp.—ʃˈʊɹ aɪ pˌʊt ɐ tʃˈeɪmbɚpˌɑːt ˌʌndɚ hɪz bˈɛd!" wɪð ðiːz wˈɜːdz ʃiː ɐdvˈænst tə ðə bˈɛd, ɪnwˌɪtʃ hiː lˈeɪ, ænd, fˈaɪndɪŋ ðə ʃˈiːts kˈoʊld, ɛksklˈeɪmd, "ɡˈʊd lˈækɐdˌeɪzi! ðə ɹˈoʊɡ ɪz flˈɛd." "flˈɛd," kɹˈaɪd ˈaɪ, wɪð fˈeɪnd ɐmˈeɪzmənt, "ɡˈɑːd fɚbˈɪd!