text_original: And now stepped up to his master that good Presbyterian, Ben Greenway. "An' ye call yoursel' a pirate, sir?" said he, "an' ye go forth upon the sea to murder an' to rob an' to prepare your soul for hell?" Mr. Bonnet winked a little.
text_transcription: AND NOW STEPPED UP TO HIS MASTER THAT GOOD PRESBYTERIAN BEN GREENWAY AND YE CALL YOURSELF A PIRATE SIR SAID HE AND YE GO FORTH UPON THE SEA TO MURDER AND TO ROB AND TO PREPARE YOUR SOUL FOR HELL MISTER BONNET WINKED A LITTLE
phonemes: ænd nˈaʊ stˈɛpt ˌʌp tə hɪz mˈæstɚ ðæt ɡˈʊd pɹˌɛzbɪtˈɪɹiən, bˈɛn ɡɹˈiːnweɪ. "æn jiː kˈɔːl jˈɔːɹsəl ɐ pˈaɪɹət, sˌɜː?" sˈɛd hiː, "æn jiː ɡˌoʊ fˈɔːɹθ əpˌɑːn ðə sˈiː tə mˈɜːdɚɹ æn tə ɹˈɑːb æn tə pɹɪpˈɛɹ jʊɹ sˈoʊl fɔːɹ hˈɛl?" mˈɪstɚ. bˈɑːnɪt wˈɪŋkt ɐ lˈɪɾəl.