text_original: Hans drove his cow quietly before him, and thought over his lucky bargain. "If only I have a morsel of bread—and that can hardly fail me—I can eat butter and cheese with it as often as I like; if I am thirsty, I can milk my cow and drink the milk.
text_transcription: HANS DROVE HIS COW QUIETLY BEFORE HIM AND THOUGHT OVER HIS LUCKY BARGAIN IF ONLY I HAVE A MORSEL OF BREAD AND THAT CAN HARDLY FAIL ME I CAN EAT BUTTER AND CHEESE WITH IT AS OFTEN AS I LIKE IF I'M THIRSTY I CAN MILK MY COW AND DRINK THE MILK
phonemes: hˈænz dɹˈoʊv hɪz kˈaʊ kwˈaɪətli bᵻfˈɔːɹ hˌɪm, ænd θˈɔːt ˌoʊvɚ hɪz lˈʌki bˈɑːɹɡɪn. "ɪf ˈoʊnli aɪ hæv ɐ mˈɔːɹsəl ʌv bɹˈɛd—ænd ðæt kæn hˈɑːɹdli fˈeɪl mˌiː—aɪ kæn ˈiːt bˈʌɾɚ ænd tʃˈiːz wɪð ɪɾ æz ˈɔfən æz aɪ lˈaɪk; ɪf aɪɐm θˈɜːsti, aɪ kæn mˈɪlk maɪ kˈaʊ ænd dɹˈɪŋk ðə mˈɪlk.