text_original: Wilt thou drag our ancient name in the foul mud of the streets and make it a by word and a hissing? This fellow Stephen shall die, and that speedily; now look to it that thy tongue is forevermore silent in the matter! Dost thou hear me?"
text_transcription: WILT THOU DRAG OUR ANCIENT NAME IN THE FOUL MUD OF THE STREETS AND MAKE IT A BYWORD AND HISSING THIS FELLOW STEPHEN SHALL DIE AND THAT SPEEDILY NOW LOOK TO IT THAT THY TONGUE IS FOREVER SILENT IN THE MATTER DOST THOU HEAR ME
phonemes: wˈɪlt ðˈaʊ dɹˈæɡ ˌaʊɚɹ ˈeɪntʃənt nˈeɪm ɪnðə fˈaʊl mˈʌd ʌvðə stɹˈiːts ænd mˌeɪk ɪɾ ɐ baɪ wˈɜːd ænd ɐ hˈɪsɪŋ? ðɪs fˈɛloʊ stˈiːvən ʃˌæl dˈaɪ, ænd ðæt spˈiːdili; nˈaʊ lˈʊk tʊ ɪt ðæt ðˌaɪ tˈʌŋ ɪz fɚɹˌɛvɚmˈɔːɹ sˈaɪlənt ɪnðə mˈæɾɚ! dˈɑːst ðˈaʊ hˈɪɹ mˌiː?"