text_original: At our entrance the landlord, who seemed to be a venerable old man, with long gray hair, rose from a table placed by a large fire in a very neat paved kitchen, and with a cheerful countenance accosted us in these words: "Salvete, pueri.
text_transcription: AT OUR ENTRANCE THE LANDLORD WHO SEEMED TO BE A VENERABLE OLD MAN WITH LONG GRAY HAIR ROSE FROM A TABLE PLACED BY A LARGE FIRE IN A VERY NEAT PAVED KITCHEN AND WITH A CHEERFUL COUNTENANCE ACCOSTED US IN THESE WORDS SALVET PURI
phonemes: æɾ ˌaʊɚɹ ˈɛntɹəns ðə lˈændlɔːɹd, hˌuː sˈiːmd təbi ɐ vˈɛnɚɹəbəl ˈoʊld mˈæn, wɪð lˈɔŋ ɡɹˈeɪ hˈɛɹ, ɹˈoʊz fɹʌm ɐ tˈeɪbəl plˈeɪst baɪ ɐ lˈɑːɹdʒ fˈaɪɚɹ ɪn ɐ vˈɛɹi nˈiːt pˈeɪvd kˈɪtʃən, ænd wɪð ɐ tʃˈɪɹfəl kˈaʊntənəns ɐkˈɔstᵻd ˌʌs ɪn ðiːz wˈɜːdz: "sˈælviːt, pjˈuːɹi.