text_original: To this compliment Medlar made no reply, but by a stare, accompanied with a significant grin; and Banter went on thus; "I don't know whether most to admire the charity of your mind, or the vigour of your body. Upon my soul, Mr. Medlar, you do generous things with the best taste of any man I know!
text_transcription: TO THIS COMPLIMENT MEDDLER MADE NO REPLY BUT BY A STARE ACCOMPANIED WITH A SIGNIFICANT GRIN AND BANTER WENT ON THUS I DON'T KNOW WHETHER TO ADMIRE MOST THE CHARITY OF YOUR MIND OR THE VIGOR OF YOUR BODY UPON MY SOUL MISTER MEDLOCK YOU DO GENEROUS THINGS WITH THE BEST TASTE OF ANY MAN I KNOW
phonemes: tə ðɪs kˈɑːmplɪmənt mˈɛdlɚ mˌeɪd nˈoʊ ɹᵻplˈaɪ, bˌʌt baɪ ɐ stˈɛɹ, ɐkˈʌmpənid wɪð ɐ sɪɡnˈɪfɪkənt ɡɹˈɪn; ænd bˈæntɚ wɛnt ˌɔn ðˈʌs; "aɪ dˈoʊnt nˈoʊ wˈɛðɚ mˈoʊst tʊ ɐdmˈaɪɚ ðə tʃˈæɹᵻɾi ʌv jʊɹ mˈaɪnd, ɔːɹ ðə vˈɪɡɚɹ ʌv jʊɹ bˈɑːdi. əpˌɑːn maɪ sˈoʊl, mˈɪstɚ. mˈɛdlɚ, juː dˈuː dʒˈɛnɚɹəs θˈɪŋz wɪððə bˈɛst tˈeɪst ʌv ˌɛni mˈæn aɪ nˈoʊ!