text_original: What began in mischief ends in art. II 'I am out of the world of readers,' Lamb wrote to Coleridge, 'I hate all that do read, for they read nothing but reviews and new books. I gather myself up into the old things.' 'I am jealous for the actors who pleased my youth,' he says elsewhere.
text_transcription: WHAT BEGAN IN MISCHIEF ENDS IN ART I AM OUT OF THE WORLD OF READERS LAMB WROTE TO COLERIDGE I HATE ALL THAT DO READ FOR THEY READ NOTHING BUT REVIEWS AND NEW BOOKS I GATHER MYSELF UP INTO THE OLD THINGS I AM JEALOUS FOR THE ACTORS WHO PLEASED MY YOUTH HE SAYS ELSEWHERE
phonemes: wˌʌt bɪɡˈæn ɪn mˈɪstʃɪf ˈɛndz ɪn ˈɑːɹt. ɹˌoʊmən tˈuː aɪɐm ˌaʊɾəv ðə wˈɜːld ʌv ɹˈiːdɚz,lˈæm ɹˈoʊt tə kˈoʊlɹɪdʒ, aɪ hˈeɪt ˈɔːl ðæt dˈuː ɹˈiːd, fɔːɹ ðeɪ ɹˈiːd nˈʌθɪŋ bˌʌt ɹᵻvjˈuːz ænd nˈuː bˈʊks. aɪ ɡˈæðɚ maɪsˈɛlf ˌʌp ˌɪntʊ ðɪ ˈoʊld θˈɪŋz.aɪɐm dʒˈɛləs fɚðɪ ˈæktɚz hˌuː plˈiːzd maɪ jˈuːθ,hiː sˈɛz ˈɛlswɛɹ.