text_original: My uncle resolved to run up into the Downs at once, but the wind shifting when we were abreast of the Isle of Wight, he was obliged to turn into St. Helen's, and come to Spithead, to the great mortification of the crew, thirty of whom were immediately pressed on board a man of war.
text_transcription: MY UNCLE RESOLVED TO RUN UP INTO THE DOWNS AT ONCE BUT THE WIND SHIFTING WHEN WE WERE ABREAST OF THE ISLE OF WIGHT HE WAS OBLIGED TO TURN INTO SAINT HELEN'S AND COME TO SPITHEAD TO THE GREAT MORTIFICATION OF THE CREW THIRTY OF WHOM WERE IMMEDIATELY PRESSED ON BOARD A MAN OF WAR
phonemes: maɪ ˈʌŋkəl ɹᵻzˈɑːlvd tə ɹˈʌn ˌʌp ˌɪntʊ ðə dˈaʊnz ɐtwˈʌns, bˌʌt ðə wˈɪnd ʃˈɪftɪŋ wɛn wiː wɜːɹ ɐbɹˈɛst ʌvðɪ ˈaɪəl ʌv wˈaɪt, hiː wʌz əblˈaɪdʒd tə tˈɜːn ˌɪntʊ sənt. hˈɛlənz, ænd kˈʌm tə spˈɪthɛd, tə ðə ɡɹˈeɪt mˌɔːɹɾɪfɪkˈeɪʃən ʌvðə kɹˈuː, θˈɜːɾi ʌv hˈuːm wɜːɹ ɪmˈiːdɪətli pɹˈɛst ˌɔn bˈɔːɹd ɐ mˈæn ʌv wˈɔːɹ.