text_original: " But now," continued the bird, " thou art guilty no more. We are quits. I owe thee naught, and thou owest naught to me ; so sit on my back again, and I'll take thee to my master."
text_transcription: BUT NOW CONTINUED THE BIRD THOU ART GUILTY NO MORE WE ARE QUITS I OWE THEE NAUGHT AND THOU OWEST NOUGHT TO ME SO SIT ON MY BACK AGAIN AND I'LL TAKE THEE TO MY MASTER
phonemes: " bˌʌt nˈaʊ," kəntˈɪnjuːd ðə bˈɜːd, " ðˈaʊ ˈɑːɹt ɡˈɪlti nˈoʊmˌɔːɹ. wiː ɑːɹ kwˈɪts. aɪ ˈoʊ ðiː nˈɔːt, ænd ðˈaʊ ˈoʊɪst nˈɔːt tə mˌiː ; sˌoʊ sˈɪt ˌɔn maɪ bˈæk ɐɡˈɛn, ænd aɪl tˈeɪk ðiː tə maɪ mˈæstɚ."