text_original: "For Heaven's sake, my dear father, do not be so violent  recollect your profession." "I do," replied he bitterly; "and how I was forced into it, against my will. I recollect my father's words, the solemn coolness with which he told me, `I had my choice of the Church, or  to starve.'  But I have my sermon to prepare for to morrow, and I can sit here no longer. Tell Ellen to send me in some tea."
text_transcription: FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE MY DEAR FATHER DO NOT BE SO VIOLENT RECOLLECT YOUR PROFESSION I DO REPLIED HE BITTERLY AND HOW I WAS FORCED INTO IT AGAINST MY WILL I RECOLLECT MY FATHER'S WORDS THE SOLEMN COOLNESS WITH WHICH HE TOLD ME I HAD MY CHOICE OF THE CHURCH OR TO STARVE BUT I HAVE MY SERMON TO PREPARE FOR TO MORROW AND I CAN SIT HERE NO LONGER TELL ELLEN TO SEND ME IN SOME TEA
phonemes: "fɔːɹ hˈɛvənz sˈeɪk, maɪ dˈɪɹ fˈɑːðɚ, duːnˌɑːt biː sˌoʊ vˈaɪələnt ɹˈɛkəlˌɛkt jʊɹ pɹəfˈɛʃən." "aɪ dˈuː," ɹᵻplˈaɪd hiː bˈɪɾɚli; "ænd hˌaʊ aɪ wʌz fˈɔːɹst ˌɪntʊ ɪt, ɐɡˈɛnst maɪ wˈɪl. aɪ ɹˈɛkəlˌɛkt maɪ fˈɑːðɚz wˈɜːdz, ðə sˈɑːləm kˈuːlnəs wɪð wˌɪtʃ hiː tˈoʊld mˌiː, aɪ hæd maɪ tʃˈɔɪs ʌvðə tʃˈɜːtʃ, ɔːɹ tə stˈɑːɹv.bˌʌt aɪ hæv maɪ sˈɜːmən tə pɹɪpˈɛɹ fɔːɹ tə mˈɑːɹoʊ, ænd aɪ kæn sˈɪt hˈɪɹ nˌoʊ lˈɑːŋɡɚ. tˈɛl ˈɛlən tə sˈɛnd mˌiː ɪn sˌʌm tˈiː."