text_original: Then, slinking along the hedge, noiseless, unheard by my sleeping spaniel, I saw a tawny dog stealing by. He passed without seeing us, licking his lean chops. "Yes, friend," I thought, "you have been after something very unholy; you have been digging up buried lamb, or some desirable person of that kind!"
text_transcription: THEN SLINKING ALONG THE HEDGE NOISELESS UNHEARD BY MY SLEEPING SPANIEL I SAW A TAWNY DOG STEALING BY HE PASSED WITHOUT SEEING US LICKING HIS LEAN CHOPS YES FRIEND I THOUGHT YOU HAVE BEEN AFTER SOMETHING VERY UNHOLY YOU HAVE BEEN DIGGING UP BURIED LAMB OR SOME DESIRABLE PERSON OF THAT KIND
phonemes: ðˈɛn, slˈɪŋkɪŋ ɐlˈɔŋ ðə hˈɛdʒ, nˈɔɪzləs, ʌnhˈɜːd baɪ maɪ slˈiːpɪŋ spˈænjəl, aɪ sˈɔː ɐ tˈɔːni dˈɑːɡ stˈiːlɪŋ bˈaɪ. hiː pˈæst wɪðˌaʊt sˈiːɪŋ ˌʌs, lˈɪkɪŋ hɪz lˈiːn tʃˈɑːps. "jˈɛs, fɹˈɛnd," aɪ θˈɔːt, "juː hɐvbɪn ˈæftɚ sˈʌmθɪŋ vˈɛɹi ʌnhˈoʊli; juː hɐvbɪn dˈɪɡɪŋ ˌʌp bˈɛɹid lˈæm, ɔːɹ sˌʌm dɪzˈaɪɚɹəbəl pˈɜːsən ʌv ðæt kˈaɪnd!"