text_original: Listen! to morrow we come to the fountain of Hodesh, 'tis but a day's march from the river; we will tarry there till a caravan shall pass by, then will we sell the lad and the maiden for gold. The gold shalt thou divide between the three of you, and thou shalt say naught to Ben Hesed concerning the matter; it will pass from his mind, even as the mist dissolves before the rising sun.
text_transcription: LISTEN TO MORROW WE COME TO THE FOUNTAIN OF HADDASH TIS BUT A DAY'S MARCH FROM THE RIVER WE WILL TARRY THERE TILL A CARAVAN SHALL PASS BY THEN WE WILL SELL THE LAD AND THE MAIDEN FOR GOLD THE GOLD SHALT THOU DIVIDE BETWEEN THE THREE OF YOU AND THOU SHALT SAY NOUGHT TO BEN HAS SAID CONCERNING THE MATTER IT WILL PASS FROM HIS MIND EVEN AS THE MIST DISSOLVES BEFORE THE RISING SUN
phonemes: lˈɪsən! tə mˈɑːɹoʊ wiː kˈʌm tə ðə fˈaʊntɪn ʌv hˈoʊdəʃ, tˈɪz bˌʌt ɐ dˈeɪz mˈɑːɹtʃ fɹʌmðə ɹˈɪvɚ; wiː wɪl tˈæɹi ðɛɹ tˈɪl ɐ kˈæɹɐvˌæn ʃˌæl pˈæs bˈaɪ, ðˈɛn wɪl wiː sˈɛl ðə lˈæd ænd ðə mˈeɪdən fɔːɹ ɡˈoʊld. ðə ɡˈoʊld ʃˌælt ðˈaʊ dᵻvˈaɪd bᵻtwˌiːn ðə θɹˈiː ʌv juː, ænd ðˈaʊ ʃˌælt sˈeɪ nˈɔːt tə bˈɛn hˈiːzd kənsˈɜːnɪŋ ðə mˈæɾɚ; ɪt wɪl pˈæs fɹʌm hɪz mˈaɪnd, ˈiːvən æz ðə mˈɪst dɪsˈɑːlvz bᵻfˌɔːɹ ðə ɹˈaɪzɪŋ sˈʌn.