text_original: The King had scarcely left her before the dwarf came hopping into the room. "Well," said he, "what will you give me this time if I spin the straw into gold for you?" "Alas, alas!" cried the girl, "I have nothing more to give."
text_transcription: THE KING HAD SCARCELY LEFT HER BEFORE THE DWARF CAME HOPPING INTO THE ROOM WELL SAID HE WHAT WILL YOU GIVE ME THIS TIME IF I SPEND THE STRAW INTO GOLD FOR YOU ALAS ALAS CRIED THE GIRL I HAVE NOTHING MORE TO GIVE
phonemes: ðə kˈɪŋ hæd skˈɛɹsli lˈɛft hɜː bᵻfˌɔːɹ ðə dwˈɔːɹf kˈeɪm hˈɑːpɪŋ ˌɪntʊ ðə ɹˈuːm. "wˈɛl," sˈɛd hiː, "wˌʌt wɪl juː ɡˈɪv mˌiː ðɪs tˈaɪm ɪf aɪ spˈɪn ðə stɹˈɔː ˌɪntʊ ɡˈoʊld fɔːɹ juː?" "ɐlˈæs, ɐlˈæs!" kɹˈaɪd ðə ɡˈɜːl, "aɪ hæv nˈʌθɪŋ mˈɔːɹ tə ɡˈɪv."