text_original: Quiet little Stratford, flushed with spasmodic life hy the arrival of a corps of artillery, tootled on trumpets, and daddy  mammj ed on drums ; while the horn of the Leamington coach blew lustily every morningf and after  noon, and the foxhound puppy at nurse at The Red Horse found the middle of the highway no longer a comfortable place for his after dinner nap.
text_transcription: QUIET LITTLE STRATFORD FLUSHED WITH SPASMODIC LIFE BY THE ARRIVAL OF A CORPS OF ARTILLERY TOOTLED ON TRUMPETS AND DADDY MAMMED ON DRUMS WHILE THE HORN OF THE LEAMINGTON COACH BREW LUSTILY EVERY MORNING AND AFTERNOON AND THE FOXHOUND PUPPY AT NURSE AT THE RED HORSE FOUND THE MIDDLE OF THE HIGHWAY NO LONGER A COMFORTABLE PLACE FOR HIS AFTER DINNER NAP
phonemes: kwˈaɪət lˈɪɾəl stɹˈætfɚd, flˈʌʃt wɪð spæzmˈɑːdɪk lˈaɪf hˈaɪ ðɪ ɚɹˈaɪvəl əvə kˈɔːɹ ʌv ɑːɹtˈɪlɚɹi, tˈuːɾəld ˌɔn tɹˈʌmpɪts, ænd dˈædi mˈæmdʒ ˈɛd ˌɔn dɹˈʌmz ; wˌaɪl ðə hˈɔːɹn ʌvðə lˈɛmɪŋtən kˈoʊtʃ blˈuː lˈʌstili ˈɛvɹi mˈɔːɹnɪŋf ænd ˈæftɚ nˈuːn, ænd ðə fˈɑːkshaʊnd pˈʌpi æt nˈɜːs æt ðə ɹˈɛd hˈɔːɹs fˈaʊnd ðə mˈɪdəl ʌvðə hˈaɪweɪ nˌoʊ lˈɑːŋɡɚɹ ɐ kˈʌmftəbəl plˈeɪs fɔːɹ hɪz ˈæftɚ dˈɪnɚ nˈæp.