text_original: We made all sail in chase, blazing away to little purpose; we had no chance on a bowline, and when our 'Amigo' had satisfied himself of his superiority by one or two short tacks, he deliberately took a reef in his mainsail, hauled down his flying jib and gaff topsail, triced up the bunt of his foresail, and fired his long thirty two at us.
text_transcription: WE MADE ALL SAIL IN CHASE BLAZING AWAY TO LITTLE PURPOSE WE HAD NO CHANCE ON A BOW LINE AND WHEN OUR IMIGO HAD SATISFIED HIMSELF OF HIS SUPERIORITY BY ONE OR TWO SHORT TACKS HE DELIBERATELY TOOK A REEF IN HIS MAINSAIL HAULED DOWN HIS FLYING JIB AND GAFF TOPSAIL TRICED UP THE BRUNT OF HIS FORESAIL AND FIRED HIS LONG THIRTY TWO AT US
phonemes: wiː mˌeɪd ˈɔːl sˈeɪl ɪn tʃˈeɪs, blˈeɪzɪŋ ɐwˈeɪ tə lˈɪɾəl pˈɜːpəs; wiː hæd nˈoʊ tʃˈæns ˌɔn ɐ bˈoʊlaɪn, ænd wɛn ˌaʊɚ ɐmˈiːɡoʊ hæd sˈæɾɪsfˌaɪd hɪmsˈɛlf ʌv hɪz suːpˌiəɹɪˈɔːɹᵻɾi baɪ wˈʌn ɔːɹ tˈuː ʃˈɔːɹt tˈæks, hiː dᵻlˈɪbɚɹətli tˈʊk ɐ ɹˈiːf ɪn hɪz mˈeɪnseɪl, hˈɔːld dˌaʊn hɪz flˈaɪɪŋ dʒˈɪb ænd ɡˈæf tˈɑːpseɪl, tɹˈaɪst ˌʌp ðə bˈʌnt ʌv hɪz fˈɔːɹseɪl, ænd fˈaɪɚd hɪz lˈɔŋ θˈɜːɾi tˈuː æɾ ˌʌs.