text_original: "It was not a bird he chased," said the giant; "it was one of my buffaloes. I told you he was an evil thing and not to touch him, but you and your mother would have your way. Now my buffaloes are all gone."
text_transcription: IT WAS NOT A BIRD HE CHASTE SAID THE GIANT IT WAS ONE OF MY BUFFALOES I TOLD YOU HE WAS AN EVIL THING AND NOT TO TOUCH HIM BUT YOU AND YOUR MOTHER WOULD HAVE YOUR WAY NOW MY BUFFALOES ARE ALL GONE
phonemes: "ɪt wʌz nˌɑːɾə bˈɜːd hiː tʃˈeɪst," sˈɛd ðə dʒˈaɪənt; "ɪt wʌz wˈʌn ʌv maɪ bˈʌfəlˌoʊz. aɪ tˈoʊld juː hiː wʌz ɐn ˈiːvəl θˈɪŋ ænd nˌɑːt tə tˈʌtʃ hˌɪm, bˌʌt juː ænd jʊɹ mˈʌðɚ wʊdhɐv jʊɹ wˈeɪ. nˈaʊ maɪ bˈʌfəlˌoʊz ɑːɹ ˈɔːl ɡˈɔn."