text_original: "If I must die," he thought, "I will at least die like a man." Then he remembered Anat sitting happily at her spinning at the feet of the gentle Mary; the tears rose to his eyes and brimming over rolled in great drops down his brown cheeks. He shook them off valiantly.
text_transcription: IF I MUST DIE HE THOUGHT I WILL AT LEAST DIE LIKE A MAN THEN HE REMEMBERED ANNE SITTING HAPPILY AT HER SPINNING AT THE FEET OF THE GENTLE MARY THE TEARS ROSE TO HIS EYES AND BRIMMING OVER ROLLED IN GREAT DROPS DOWN HIS BROWN CHEEKS HE SHOOK THEM OFF VALIANTLY
phonemes: "ɪf aɪ mˈʌst dˈaɪ," hiː θˈɔːt, "aɪ wɪl æt lˈiːst dˈaɪ lˈaɪk ɐ mˈæn." ðˈɛn hiː ɹᵻmˈɛmbɚd ˈænæt sˈɪɾɪŋ hˈæpɪli æt hɜː spˈɪnɪŋ æt ðə fˈiːt ʌvðə dʒˈɛntəl mˈɛɹi; ðə tˈɪɹz ɹˈoʊz tə hɪz ˈaɪz ænd bɹˈɪmɪŋ ˌoʊvɚ ɹˈoʊld ɪn ɡɹˈeɪt dɹˈɑːps dˌaʊn hɪz bɹˈaʊn tʃˈiːks. hiː ʃˈʊk ðˌɛm ˈɔf vˈæliəntli.