text_original: It was the one dainty in all the world for which he cared most. Now the more he thought about the milk white, ripening kernels of corn, encased in their pale green, silken husks, the hungrier did Ebenezer become, until, unable to endure the situation longer, with sudden, desperate haste he began to slide and claw his way down the trunk of the oak tree.
text_transcription: IT WAS THE ONE DAINTY IN ALL THE WORLD FOR WHICH HE CARED MOST NOW THE MORE HE THOUGHT ABOUT THE MILK WHITE RIPENING KERNELS OF CORN ENCASED IN THEIR PALE GREEN SILKEN HUSKS THE HUNGRIER DID EBENEZER BECOME UNTIL UNABLE TO ENDURE THE SITUATION LONGER WITH SUDDEN DESPERATE HASTE HE BEGAN TO SLIDE AND CLAW HIS WAY DOWN THE TRUNK OF THE OAK TREE
phonemes: ɪt wʌzðə wˈʌn dˈeɪnti ɪn ˈɔːl ðə wˈɜːld fɔːɹ wˌɪtʃ hiː kˈɛɹd mˈoʊst. nˈaʊ ðə mˈɔːɹ hiː θˈɔːt ɐbˌaʊt ðə mˈɪlk wˈaɪt, ɹˈaɪpənɪŋ kˈɜːnəlz ʌv kˈɔːɹn, ɛŋkˈeɪst ɪn ðɛɹ pˈeɪl ɡɹˈiːn, sˈɪlkən hˈʌsks, ðə hˈʌŋɡɹiɚ dˈɪd ˈɛbənˌɛzɚ bɪkˈʌm, ʌntˈɪl, ʌnˈeɪbəl tʊ ɛndˈʊɹ ðə sˌɪtʃuːˈeɪʃən lˈɔŋɡɚ, wɪð sˈʌdən, dˈɛspɚɹət hˈeɪst hiː bɪɡˈæn tə slˈaɪd ænd klˈɔː hɪz wˈeɪ dˌaʊn ðə tɹˈʌŋk ʌvðɪ ˈoʊk tɹˈiː.