text_original: "Oftentimes I'm mighty vexed with myself for clinging so hard to these old bricks and mortar, and those few fields yonder. If I leave them, I shan't leave my Lord behind me; and if I stay with them, He'll soon be calling me away. But you see, an old man has his whims; and I wanted to step out of this old cottage into my Father's house."
text_transcription: OFTENTIMES I'M MIGHTY VEXED WITH MYSELF FOR CLINGING SO HARD TO THESE OLD BRICKS AND MORTAR AND THOSE FEW FIELDS YONDER IF I LEAVE THEM I SHAN'T LEAVE MY LORD BEHIND ME AND IF I STAY WITH THEM HE'LL SOON BE CALLING ME AWAY BUT YOU SEE AN OLD MAN HAS HIS WHIMS AND I WANTED TO STEP OUT OF THIS OLD COTTAGE INTO MY FATHER'S HOUSE
phonemes: "ˈɔfəntˌaɪmz aɪm mˈaɪɾi vˈɛkst wɪð maɪsˈɛlf fɔːɹ klˈɪŋɪŋ sˌoʊ hˈɑːɹd tə ðiːz ˈoʊld bɹˈɪks ænd mˈɔːɹɾɚ, ænd ðoʊz fjˈuː fˈiːldz jˈɑːndɚ. ɪf aɪ lˈiːv ðˌɛm, aɪ ʃˌɑːnt lˈiːv maɪ lˈɔːɹd bᵻhˈaɪnd mˌiː; ænd ɪf aɪ stˈeɪ wɪð ðˌɛm, hiːl sˈuːn biː kˈɔːlɪŋ mˌiː ɐwˈeɪ. bˌʌt juː sˈiː, ɐn ˈoʊld mˈæn hɐz hɪz wˈɪmz; ænd aɪ wˈɔntᵻd tə stˈɛp ˌaʊɾəv ðɪs ˈoʊld kˈɑːɾɪdʒ ˌɪntʊ maɪ fˈɑːðɚz hˈaʊs."