text_original: One day he was seized with so violent a fit of the hiccough, that his friends now considered his prediction would soon be verified. When it was over, "If ever I recover," cried Scarron, "I will write a bitter satire against the hiccough." The satire, however, was never written, for he died soon after.
text_transcription: ONE DAY HE WAS SEIZED WITH SO VIOLENT A FIT OF THE HICCOUGH THAT HIS FRIENDS NOW CONSIDERED HIS PREDICTION WOULD SOON BE VERIFIED WHEN IT WAS OVER IF EVER I RECOVER CRIED SCARRON I WILL WRITE A BITTER SATIRE AGAINST THE HICCOP THE SATIRE HOWEVER WAS NEVER WRITTEN FOR HE DIED SOON AFTER
phonemes: wˈʌn dˈeɪ hiː wʌz sˈiːzd wɪð sˌoʊ vˈaɪələnt ɐ fˈɪt ʌvðə hˈɪkʌp, ðæt hɪz fɹˈɛndz nˈaʊ kənsˈɪdɚd hɪz pɹɪdˈɪkʃən wʊd sˈuːn biː vˈɛɹᵻfˌaɪd. wˌɛn ɪt wʌz ˈoʊvɚ, "ɪf ˈɛvɚɹ aɪ ɹᵻkˈʌvɚ," kɹˈaɪd skˈæɹən, "aɪ wɪl ɹˈaɪt ɐ bˈɪɾɚ sˈæɾaɪɚɹ ɐɡˈɛnst ðə hˈɪkʌp." ðə sˈæɾaɪɚ, haʊˈɛvɚ, wʌz nˈɛvɚ ɹˈɪʔn̩, fɔːɹ hiː dˈaɪd sˈuːn ˈæftɚ.