text_original: The person, having felt my pulse, inquired into the nature of my complaints, hemmed a little, and began thus: "Mr. Random, God out of his infinite mercy has been pleased to visit you with a dreadful distemper, the issue of which no man knows.
text_transcription: THE PERSON HAVING FELT MY PULSE INQUIRED INTO THE NATURE OF MY COMPLAINTS HEMMED A LITTLE AND BEGAN THUS MISTER RANDOM GOD OUT OF HIS INFINITE MERCY HAS BEEN PLEASED TO VISIT YOU WITH A DREADFUL DISTEMPER THE ISSUE OF WHICH NO MAN KNOWS
phonemes: ðə pˈɜːsən, hˌævɪŋ fˈɛlt maɪ pˈʌls, ɪŋkwˈaɪɚd ˌɪntʊ ðə nˈeɪtʃɚɹ ʌv maɪ kəmplˈeɪnts, hˈɛmd ɐ lˈɪɾəl, ænd bɪɡˈæn ðˈʌs: "mˈɪstɚ. ɹˈændəm, ɡˈɑːd ˌaʊɾəv hɪz ˈɪnfɪnət mˈɜːsi hˈæzbiːn plˈiːzd tə vˈɪzɪt juː wɪð ɐ dɹˈɛdfəl dɪstˈɛmpɚ, ðɪ ˈɪʃuː ʌvwˈɪtʃ nˈoʊ mˈæn nˈoʊz.