text_original: "Now mount your good horses, my children!" he cried. "Now mount your good horses and merrily ride! A pace, and a trot, and a gallop, away! And we shall be there ere the close of the day!"
text_transcription: NOW MOUNT YOUR GOOD HORSES MY CHILDREN HE CRIED NOW MOUNT YOUR GOOD HORSES AND MERRY THE RIDE A PACE AND A TROT AND A GALLOP AWAY AND WE SHALL BE THERE ERE THE CLOSE OF THE DAY
phonemes: "nˈaʊ mˈaʊnt jʊɹ ɡˈʊd hˈɔːɹsᵻz, maɪ tʃˈɪldɹən!" hiː kɹˈaɪd. "nˈaʊ mˈaʊnt jʊɹ ɡˈʊd hˈɔːɹsᵻz ænd mˈɛɹili ɹˈaɪd! ɐ pˈeɪs, ænd ɐ tɹˈɑːt, ænd ɐ ɡˈæləp, ɐwˈeɪ! ænd wiːʃˌɐl biː ðɛɹ ˈɛɹ ðə klˈoʊs ʌvðə dˈeɪ!"