text_original: He smiled a little, a very sweet smile, though the lips were so withered on which it came. "Don't want for not'ing, madam. Dis yer'll do to wait in. When I get home, I'll have all I want; but it's up _dere_." "I thought, uncle Bacchus, you would like a very plain page to read the words in that you love. See, I have brought you this. This will almost do without spectacles, hey?"
text_transcription: HE SMILED A LITTLE A VERY SWEET SMILE THOUGH THE LIPS WERE SO WITHERED ON WHICH IT CAME DON'T WANT FOR NOTHIN MADAM DIS YERE'LL DO TO WAITIN WHEN I GET HOME I'LL HAVE ALL I WANT BUT IT'S UP DARE I THOUGHT UNCLE BACCHUS YOU WOULD LIKE A VERY PLAIN PAGE TO READ THE WORDS IN THAT YOU LOVE SEE I HAVE BROUGHT YOU THIS THIS WILL ALMOST DO WITHOUT SPECTACLES HEY
phonemes: hiː smˈaɪld ɐ lˈɪɾəl, ɐ vˈɛɹi swˈiːt smˈaɪl, ðˌoʊ ðə lˈɪps wɜː sˌoʊ wˈɪðɚd ˌɔn wˌɪtʃ ɪt kˈeɪm. "dˈoʊnt wˈɔnt fɔːɹ nˈɑːɾɪŋ, mˈædəm. dˈɪs jɚɹˌəl dˈuː tə wˈeɪt ˈɪn. wˌɛn aɪ ɡɛt hˈoʊm, aɪl hæv ˈɔːl aɪ wˈɔnt; bˌʌt ɪts ˌʌp dˈɛɹə." "aɪ θˈɔːt, ˈʌŋkəl bˈækəs, juː wʊd lˈaɪk ɐ vˈɛɹi plˈeɪn pˈeɪdʒ tə ɹˈiːd ðə wˈɜːdz ɪn ðæt juː lˈʌv. sˈiː, aɪ hæv bɹˈɔːt juː ðˈɪs. ðɪs wɪl ˈɔːlmoʊst dˈuː wɪðˌaʊt spˈɛktəkəlz, hˈeɪ?"