text_original: Yon drudge," he murmured with his latest breath, "Escapes unhurt, while I must perish here!" "My friend," his fellow traveller made reply, "Wealth cannot always at the poor man scoff.
text_transcription: YON DRUDGE HE MURMURED WITH HIS LATEST BREATH ESCAPES UNHEARD WHILE I MUST PERISH HERE MY FRIEND HIS FELLOW TRAVELLER MADE REPLY WEALTH CANNOT ALWAYS LET THE POOR MAN SCOFF
phonemes: jˈɑːn dɹˈʌdʒ," hiː mˈɜːmɚd wɪð hɪz lˈeɪɾɪst bɹˈɛθ, "ɛskˈeɪps ʌnhˈɜːt, wˌaɪl aɪ mˈʌst pˈɛɹɪʃ hˈɪɹ!" "maɪ fɹˈɛnd," hɪz fˈɛloʊ tɹˈævəlɚ mˌeɪd ɹᵻplˈaɪ, "wˈɛlθ kænˈɑːt ˈɔːlweɪz æt ðə pˈʊɹ mˈæn skˈɔf.