text_original: "Nay, I have not forgotten; thou art the son of my lord's sister, I am the son of Kish the herdsman. Yet in the desert what matters it, am I not a man like unto thee?" Pagiel was silent a moment. "It shall be so," he said at length. "It is true thou art a man, and my daughter is, after all, only a woman; I have sons also, thanks be to Jehovah!" "And the gold?"
text_transcription: NAY I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN THOU ART THE SON OF MY LORD'S SISTER I AM THE SON OF KISH THE HERDSMAN YET IN THE DESERT WHAT MATTERS IT AM I NOT A MAN LIKE UNTO THEE PEGIEL WAS SILENT A MOMENT IT SHALL BE SO HE SAID AT LENGTH IT IS TRUE THOU ART A MAN AND MY DAUGHTER IS AFTER ALL ONLY A WOMAN I HAVE SONS ALSO THANKS BE TO JEHOVAH AND THE GOLD
phonemes: "nˈeɪ, aɪ hɐvnˌɑːt fɚɡˈɑːʔn̩; ðˈaʊ ˈɑːɹt ðə sˈʌn ʌv maɪ lˈɔːɹdz sˈɪstɚ, aɪɐm ðə sˈʌn ʌv kˈɪʃ ðə hˈɜːdzmən. jˈɛt ɪnðə dˈɛzɚt wʌt mˈæɾɚz ɪt, æm aɪ nˌɑːɾə mˈæn lˈaɪk ˌʌntʊ ðˈiː?" pˈædʒiːl wʌz sˈaɪlənt ɐ mˈoʊmənt. "ɪt ʃˌæl biː sˈoʊ," hiː sˈɛd æt lˈɛŋθ. "ɪɾ ɪz tɹˈuː ðˈaʊ ˈɑːɹt ɐ mˈæn, ænd maɪ dˈɔːɾɚɹ ɪz, ˈæftɚɹ ˈɔːl, ˈoʊnli ɐ wˈʊmən; aɪ hæv sˈʌnz ˈɔːlsoʊ, θˈæŋks biː tə dʒəhˈoʊvə!" "ænd ðə ɡˈoʊld?"