text_original: he says to Wordsworth, of Caryl on Job, six folios. 'I like books about books,' he confesses, the test of the book lover. 'I love,' he says, 'to lose myself in other men's minds. When I am not walking, I am reading; I cannot sit and think.
text_transcription: HE SAYS TO WORDSWORTH OF CARLYLE ON JOB SIX FOLIOS I LIKE BOOKS ABOUT BOOKS HE CONFESSES THE TEST OF THE BOOKLOVER I LOVE HE SAYS TO LOSE MYSELF IN OTHER MEN'S MINDS WHEN I AM NOT WALKING I AM READING I CANNOT SIT AND THINK
phonemes: hiː sˈɛz tə wˈɜːdswɜːθ, ʌv kˈɑːɹɹɪl ˌɔn dʒˈɑːb, sˈɪks fˈoʊlɪˌoʊz. aɪ lˈaɪk bˈʊks ɐbˌaʊt bˈʊks,hiː kənfˈɛsᵻz, ðə tˈɛst ʌvðə bˈʊk lˈʌvɚ. aɪ lˈʌv,hiː sˈɛz, tə lˈuːz maɪsˈɛlf ɪn ˈʌðɚ mˈɛnz mˈaɪndz. wˌɛn aɪɐm nˌɑːt wˈɔːkɪŋ, aɪɐm ɹˈiːdɪŋ; aɪ kænˈɑːt sˈɪt ænd θˈɪŋk.