text_original: "Odds bodikins!" cries Joey, "sure, coptain, yaw would not commit moorder! Here's a poor lad that is willing to make atonement for his offence; and an that woan't satisfie yaw, offers to fight yaw fairly. And yaw woan't box, I dare say, he will coodgel with yaw. Woan't yaw, my lad?" Strap, after some hesitation, answered, "Yes, yes, I'll cudgel with him."
text_transcription: ODDS BODIKINS CRIED JOY SURE COPETON YO WOULD NOT COMMIT MURDER HERE'S A POOR LAD THAT IS WILLING TO MAKE ATONEMENT FOR HIS OFFENSE AND AN THAT WON'T SATISFY YOU OFFERS TO FIGHT YOU FAIRLY AND YE WON'T BOX I DARE SAY HE WILL COOT YOU WITH YOU WON'T YOU MY LAD STRAP AFTER SOME HESITATION ANSWERED YES YES I'LL CUDGEL WITH HIM
phonemes: "ˈɑːdz bˈɑːdɪkˌɪnz!" kɹˈaɪz dʒˈoʊi, "ʃˈʊɹ, kˈɑːptɪn, jˈɔː wʊd nˌɑːt kəmˈɪt mˈʊɹdɚ! hˈɪɹz ɐ pˈʊɹ lˈæd ðæt ɪz wˈɪlɪŋ tə mˌeɪk ɐtˈoʊnmənt fɔːɹ hɪz əfˈɛns; ænd æn ðæt wˈoʊnt sˈæɾɪsfi jˈɔː, ˈɔfɚz tə fˈaɪt jˈɔː fˈɛɹli. ænd jˈɔː wˈoʊnt bˈɑːks, aɪ dˈɛɹ sˈeɪ, hiː wɪl kˈuːdʒəl wɪð jˈɔː. wˈoʊnt jˈɔː, maɪ lˈæd?" stɹˈæp, ˈæftɚ sˌʌm hˌɛzɪtˈeɪʃən, ˈænsɚd, "jˈɛs, jˈɛs, aɪl kˈʌdʒəl wɪð hˌɪm."