text_original: Now I recover from surprise, I think our Betty's purpose wise." The gate was opened, on she sped; The foe, astonished, gazed, 'tis said, And wondered at her purpose, till She gained that log hut by the hill.
text_transcription: NOW I RECOVER FROM SURPRISE I THINK OUR BETTY'S PURPOSE WISE THE GATE WAS OPENED ON SHE SPED THE FOE ASTONISHED GAZED TIS SAID AND WONDERED AT HER PURPOSE TILL SHE GAINED THAT LOG HUT BY THE HILL
phonemes: nˈaʊ aɪ ɹᵻkˈʌvɚ fɹʌm sɚpɹˈaɪz, aɪ θˈɪŋk ˌaʊɚ bˈɛɾiz pˈɜːpəs wˈaɪz." ðə ɡˈeɪt wʌz ˈoʊpənd, ˌɔn ʃiː spˈɛd; ðə fˈoʊ, ɐstˈɑːnɪʃt, ɡˈeɪzd, tˈɪz sˈɛd, ænd wˈʌndɚd æt hɜː pˈɜːpəs, tˈɪl ʃiː ɡˈeɪnd ðæt lˈɔɡ hˈʌt baɪ ðə hˈɪl.