text_original: ' Bless my soul ! ' he cried. ' Is this Daphne ? Why the child has grown out of all knowledge. How d'ye do, my dear ? Very glad to see you. You'll stop to dinner, of course. You and Turchill. How d'ye do, Turchill
text_transcription: BLESS MY SOUL HE CRIED IS THIS DAPHNE WHY THE CHILD HAS GROWN OUT OF ALL KNOWLEDGE HOW DEE DO MY DEAR VERY GLAD TO SEE YOU YOU'LL STOP FOR DINNER OF COURSE YOU AND CHURCHILL HOW DO CHURCHILL
phonemes: blˈɛs maɪ sˈoʊl ! hiː kɹˈaɪd. ɪz ðɪs dˈæfni ? wˌaɪ ðə tʃˈaɪld hɐz ɡɹˈoʊn ˌaʊɾəv ˈɔːl nˈɑːlɪdʒ. hˌaʊ djə dˈuː, maɪ dˈɪɹ ? vˈɛɹi ɡlˈæd tə sˈiː juː. juːl stˈɑːp tə dˈɪnɚ, ʌv kˈɔːɹs. juː ænd tˈɜːtʃɪl. hˌaʊ djə dˈuː, tˈɜːtʃɪl