text_original: It was like the golden race neither in body nor in spirit. A child was brought up at his good mother's side an hundred years, an utter simpleton, playing childishly in his own home. But when they were full grown and were come to the full measure of their prime, they lived only a little time in sorrow because of their foolishness, for they could not keep from sinning and from wronging one another, nor would they serve the immortals, nor sacrifice on the holy altars of the blessed ones as it is right for men to do wherever they dwell.
text_transcription: IT WAS LIKE THE GOLDEN RACE NEITHER IN BODY NOR IN SPIRIT A CHILD WAS BROUGHT UP AT HIS GOOD MOTHER'S SIDE A HUNDRED YEARS AN UTTER SIMPLETON PLAYING CHILDISHLY IN HIS OWN HOME BUT WHEN THEY WERE FULL GROWN AND WERE COME TO THE FULL MEASURE OF THEIR PRIME THEY LIVED ONLY A LITTLE TIME AND THAT IN SORROW BECAUSE OF THEIR FOOLISHNESS FOR THEY COULD NOT KEEP FROM SINNING AND WRONGING ONE ANOTHER NOR WOULD THEY SERVE THE IMMORTALS NOR SACRIFICE ON THE HOLY ALTARS OF THE BLESSED ONES AS IT IS RIGHT FOR MEN TO DO WHEREVER THEY DWELL
phonemes: ɪt wʌz lˈaɪk ðə ɡˈoʊldən ɹˈeɪs nˈiːðɚɹ ɪn bˈɑːdi nˈɔːɹ ɪn spˈɪɹɪt. ɐ tʃˈaɪld wʌz bɹˈɔːt ˌʌp æt hɪz ɡˈʊd mˈʌðɚz sˈaɪd æn hˈʌndɹɪd jˈɪɹz, ɐn ˈʌɾɚ sˈɪmpəltən, plˈeɪɪŋ tʃˈaɪldɪʃli ɪn hɪz ˈoʊn hˈoʊm. bˌʌt wɛn ðeɪ wɜː fˈʊl ɡɹˈoʊn ænd wɜː kˈʌm tə ðə fˈʊl mˈɛʒɚɹ ʌv ðɛɹ pɹˈaɪm, ðeɪ lˈɪvd ˈoʊnli ɐ lˈɪɾəl tˈaɪm ɪn sˈɑːɹoʊ bɪkˈʌz ʌv ðɛɹ fˈuːlɪʃnəs, fɔːɹ ðeɪ kʊd nˌɑːt kˈiːp fɹʌm sˈɪnɪŋ ænd fɹʌm ɹˈɔŋɪŋ wˈʌn ɐnˈʌðɚ, nˈɔːɹ wʊd ðeɪ sˈɜːv ðɪ ɪmˈɔːɹɾəlz, nˈɔːɹ sˈækɹᵻfˌaɪs ɔnðə hˈoʊli ˈɔltɚz ʌvðə blˈɛst wˈʌnz ˌæzɪtˌɪz ɹˈaɪt fɔːɹ mˈɛn tə dˈuː wɛɹˈɛvɚ ðeɪ dwˈɛl.