text_original: ' What's the use of singing that when you know it isn't true ?' cried Daphne contemptuously. ' Do you suppose a stiff necked thing like that, with a stalk a quarter of an inch in diameter, could turn and twist from east to west every day, without wring  ing its head off
text_transcription: WHAT'S THE USE OF SINGING THAT WHEN YOU KNOW IT ISN'T TRUE CRIED DAPHNE CONTEMPTUOUSLY DO YOU SUPPOSE A STIFF NECKED THING LIKE THAT WITH A STALK A QUARTER OF AN INCH IN DIAMETER COULD TURN AND TWIST FROM EAST TO WEST EVERY DAY WITHOUT WRINGING ITS HEAD OFF
phonemes: wˌʌts ðə jˈuːs ʌv sˈɪŋɪŋ ðæt wɛn juː nˈoʊ ɪɾ ˌɪzənt tɹˈuː ?kɹˈaɪd dˈæfni kəntˈɛmptʃuːəsli. dˈuː juː səpˈoʊz ɐ stˈɪf nˈɛkt θˈɪŋ lˈaɪk ðˈæt, wɪð ɐ stˈɔːk ɐ kwˈɔːɹɾɚɹ əvən ˈɪntʃ ɪn daɪˈæmɪɾɚ, kʊd tˈɜːn ænd twˈɪst fɹʌm ˈiːst tə wˈɛst ˈɛvɹi dˈeɪ, wɪðˌaʊt ɹˈɪŋ ˈɪŋ ɪts hˈɛd ˈɔf