text_original: Pirro. Ah ! When the Devil holds one by a single hair, as well yield him the entire head. Unhappy that I am ! EMIUA GAI.OTTI. AN hour after the young traveller with the black plume left the Spladgest, night fell, and the crowd dispersed.
text_transcription: PIERO AH WHEN THE DEVIL HOLDS ONE BY A SINGLE HAIR AS WELL HEALED HIM THE ENTIRE HEAD UNHAPPY THAT I AM EMILIAGALOTE AN HOUR AFTER THE YOUNG TRAVELLER WITH THE BLACK PLUME LEFT THE SPLAGES NIGHT FELL AND THE CROWD DISPERSED
phonemes: pˈɪɹoʊ. ˈɑː ! wˌɛn ðə dˈɛvəl hˈoʊldz wˈʌn baɪ ɐ sˈɪŋɡəl hˈɛɹ, æz wˈɛl jˈiːld hˌɪm ðɪ ɛntˈaɪɚ hˈɛd. ʌnhˈæpi ðæt aɪˈæm ! ɛmˈɪjuːə ɡˈaɪ.ˈɑːɾi. ɐn ˈaʊɚɹ ˈæftɚ ðə jˈʌŋ tɹˈævəlɚ wɪððə blˈæk plˈuːm lˈɛft ðə splˈædʒɪst, nˈaɪt fˈɛl, ænd ðə kɹˈaʊd dɪspˈɜːst.