text_original: The Bush, with his thorns, caught the men that went by, And said, with a sort of a pitiful cry, "Pray, sirs, can you tell in what part of the sea The wealth of myself and my partners may be?"
text_transcription: THE BUSH WITH HIS THORNS CAUGHT THE MAN THAT WENT BY AND SAID WITH A SORT OF A PITIFUL CRY PRAY SIRS CAN YOU TELL IN WHAT PART OF THE SEA THE WELT OF MYSELF AND MY PARTNERS MAY BE
phonemes: ðə bˈʊʃ, wɪð hɪz θˈɔːɹnz, kˈɔːt ðə mˈɛn ðæt wɛnt bˈaɪ, ænd sˈɛd, wɪð ɐ sˈɔːɹt əvə pˈɪɾifəl kɹˈaɪ, "pɹˈeɪ, sˈɜːz, kæn juː tˈɛl ɪn wʌt pˈɑːɹt ʌvðə sˈiː ðə wˈɛlθ ʌv maɪsˈɛlf ænd maɪ pˈɑːɹtnɚz mˈeɪ bˈiː?"