text_original: A startled peasant passing there Inquires the reason of his sighs. "My gold! my gold! they've stolen all." "Your treasure! what was it, and where?" "Why, buried underneath this stone." (A moan!)
text_transcription: A STARTLED PEASANT PASSING THERE INQUIRES THE REASON OF HIS SIZE MY GOLD MY GOLD THEY'VE STOLEN ALL YOUR TREASURE WHAT WAS IT AND WHERE WHY BURIED UNDERNEATH THIS STONE A MOAN
phonemes: ɐ stˈɑːɹɾəld pˈɛzənt pˈæsɪŋ ðɛɹ ɪŋkwˈaɪɚz ðə ɹˈiːzən ʌv hɪz sˈaɪz. "maɪ ɡˈoʊld! maɪ ɡˈoʊld! ðeɪv stˈoʊlən ˈɔːl." "jʊɹ tɹˈɛʒɚ! wˌʌt wʌz ɪt, ænd wˈɛɹ?" "wˈaɪ, bˈɛɹid ˌʌndɚnˈiːθ ðɪs stˈoʊn." (ɐ mˈoʊn!)