text_original: "I can find a cure for this," thought Hans; "I will milk the cow now and refresh myself with the milk." He tied her to a withered tree, and as he had no pail he put his leather cap underneath; but try as he would, not a drop of milk came.
text_transcription: I CAN FIND A CURE FOR THIS THOUGHT HANS I WILL MILK THE COW NOW AND REFRESH MYSELF WITH THE MILK HE TIED HER TO A WITHERED TREE AND AS HE HAD NO PAIL HE PUT HIS LEATHER CAP UNDERNEATH BUT TRY AS HE WOULD NOT A DROP OF MILK CAME
phonemes: "aɪ kæn fˈaɪnd ɐ kjˈʊɹ fɔːɹ ðˈɪs," θˈɔːt hˈænz; "aɪ wɪl mˈɪlk ðə kˈaʊ nˈaʊ ænd ɹᵻfɹˈɛʃ maɪsˈɛlf wɪððə mˈɪlk." hiː tˈaɪd hɜː tʊ ɐ wˈɪðɚd tɹˈiː, ænd æz hiː hæd nˈoʊ pˈeɪl hiː pˌʊt hɪz lˈɛðɚ kˈæp ˌʌndɚnˈiːθ; bˌʌt tɹˈaɪ æz hiː wˈʊd, nˌɑːɾə dɹˈɑːp ʌv mˈɪlk kˈeɪm.