text_original: "Thou art Egyptian," said Ben Hesed after a pause. "How comes it that thou canst speak the tongue of the desert?" "It was my mother's language; my father was a Greek." "Where then are thy parents?" "Dead, many years dead," said the boy looking down, and digging his bare toes into the hot sand. A single tear rolled swiftly down his brown cheek. Ben Hesed saw it, his keen eyes softened.
text_transcription: THOU ART EGYPTIAN SAID BEN HASSET AFTER A PAUSE HOW COMES IT THAT THOU CANST SPEAK THE TONGUE OF THE DESERT IT WAS MY MOTHER'S LANGUAGE MY FATHER WAS A GREEK WHERE THEN ARE THY PARENTS DEAD MANY YEARS SAID THE BOY LOOKING DOWN AND DIGGING HIS BARE TOES INTO THE HOT SAND A SINGLE TEAR ROLLED SWIFTLY DOWN HIS BROWN CHEEK BEN HAS SAID SOUGHT HIS KEEN EYES SOFTENED
phonemes: "ðˈaʊ ˈɑːɹt ɪdʒˈɪpʃən," sˈɛd bˈɛn hˈiːzd ˈæftɚɹ ɐ pˈɔːz. "hˌaʊ kˈʌmz ɪt ðæt ðˈaʊ kˈænst spˈiːk ðə tˈʌŋ ʌvðə dˈɛzɚt?" "ɪt wʌz maɪ mˈʌðɚz lˈæŋɡwɪdʒ; maɪ fˈɑːðɚ wʌzɐ ɡɹˈiːk." "wˌɛɹ ðˈɛn ɑːɹ ðˌaɪ pˈɛɹənts?" "dˈɛd, mˈɛni jˈɪɹz dˈɛd," sˈɛd ðə bˈɔɪ lˈʊkɪŋ dˈaʊn, ænd dˈɪɡɪŋ hɪz bˈɛɹ tˈoʊz ˌɪntʊ ðə hˈɑːt sˈænd. ɐ sˈɪŋɡəl tˈɪɹ ɹˈoʊld swˈɪftli dˌaʊn hɪz bɹˈaʊn tʃˈiːk. bˈɛn hˈiːzd sˈɔː ɪt, hɪz kˈiːn ˈaɪz sˈɔfənd.