text_original: "Not quite so fast," the smiling Man replied, "I know too well your use, you must remain; I'll treat you well, yes, very well," he cried: "Up to your ears the provender shall be, And you shall feed in ease and luxury."
text_transcription: NOT QUITE SO FAST THE SMILING MAN REPLIED I KNOW TOO WELL YOUR USE YOU MUST REMAIN I'LL TREAT YOU WELL YES VERY WELL HE CRIED UP TO YOUR EARS THE PROVENDER SHALL BE AND YOU SHALL FEED IN EASE AND LUXURY
phonemes: "nˌɑːt kwˈaɪt sˌoʊ fˈæst," ðə smˈaɪlɪŋ mˈæn ɹᵻplˈaɪd, "aɪ nˈoʊ tˈuː wˈɛl jʊɹ jˈuːs, juː mˈʌst ɹᵻmˈeɪn; aɪl tɹˈiːt juː wˈɛl, jˈɛs, vˈɛɹi wˈɛl," hiː kɹˈaɪd: "ˌʌp tə jʊɹ ˈɪɹz ðə pɹˈuːvəndɚ ʃˌæl bˈiː, ænd juː ʃˌæl fˈiːd ɪn ˈiːz ænd lˈʌkʃɚɹi."