text_original: The crusty gentleman, who, from the solemnity of his delivery, expected something extraordinary, no sooner heard his conclusion, than he started up in a testy humour, crying, "Pshaw, pshaw! D—n your oysters!" and walked away, after a short compliment of, "Your servant sir," to me.
text_transcription: THE CRUSTY GENTLEMAN WHO FROM THE SOLEMNITY OF HIS DELIVERY EXPECTED SOMETHING EXTRAORDINARY NO SOONER HEARD THIS CONCLUSION THAN HE STARTED UP IN A TESTY HUMOUR CRYING PSHAW TAW DAMN YOUR OYSTERS AND WALKED AWAY AFTER A SHORT COMPLIMENT OF YOUR SERVANT SIR TO ME
phonemes: ðə kɹˈʌsti dʒˈɛntəlmən, hˈuː, fɹʌmðə sɑːlˈɛmnᵻɾi ʌv hɪz dᵻlˈɪvɚɹi, ɛkspˈɛktᵻd sˈʌmθɪŋ ɛkstɹˈɔːɹdɪnˌɛɹi, nˈoʊ sˈuːnɚ hˈɜːd hɪz kəŋklˈuːʒən, ðɐn hiː stˈɑːɹɾᵻd ˌʌp ɪn ɐ tˈɛsti hjˈuːmɚ, kɹˈaɪɪŋ, "pˈiːʃˈɔː, pˈiːʃˈɔː! dˈiː—ˈɛn jʊɹ ˈɔɪstɚz!" ænd wˈɔːkt ɐwˈeɪ, ˈæftɚɹ ɐ ʃˈɔːɹt kˈɑːmplɪmənt ʌv, "jʊɹ sˈɜːvənt sˌɜː," tə mˌiː.