text_original: Something in his sombre eyes caused the yellow row of teeth to disappear. "I am going home," he said suddenly. "'Tis good! Go back, fetch me a torch, and I will explore for the singing bird. I am not minded to move from this place till I shall seize her." "Hast thou water?"
text_transcription: SOMETHING IN HIS SOMBRE EYES CAUSED A YELLOW ROW OF TEETH TO DISAPPEAR I AM GOING HOME HE SAID SUDDENLY TIS GOOD GO BACK FETCH ME A TORCH AND I WILL EXPLORE FOR THE SINGING BIRD I AM NOT MINDED TO MOVE FROM THIS PLACE TILL I SEES HER HAST THOU WATER
phonemes: sˈʌmθɪŋ ɪn hɪz sˈɑːmbɚɹ ˈaɪz kˈɔːzd ðə jˈɛloʊ ɹˈoʊ ʌv tˈiːθ tə dˌɪsɐpˈɪɹ. "aɪɐm ɡˌoʊɪŋ hˈoʊm," hiː sˈɛd sˈʌdənli. "tˈɪz ɡˈʊd! ɡˌoʊ bˈæk, fˈɛtʃ mˌiː ɐ tˈɔːɹtʃ, ænd aɪ wɪl ɛksplˈɔːɹ fɚðə sˈɪŋɪŋ bˈɜːd. aɪɐm nˌɑːt mˈaɪndᵻd tə mˈuːv fɹʌm ðɪs plˈeɪs tˈɪl aɪʃˌɐl sˈiːz hɜː." "hˈeɪst ðˈaʊ wˈɔːɾɚ?"