text_original: "Lo you, my friend, the beginnings of evil in those long past days, and the seeds of ill hap sown in the field of my new life even before the furrow was turned.
text_transcription: LO YOU MY FRIEND THE BEGINNINGS OF EVIL IN THOSE LONG PAST DAYS AND THE SEEDS OF ILL HAP SOWN IN THE FIELD OF MY NEW LIFE EVEN BEFORE THE FURROW WAS TURNED
phonemes: "lˈoʊ juː, maɪ fɹˈɛnd, ðə bɪɡˈɪnɪŋz ʌv ˈiːvəl ɪn ðoʊz lˈɔŋ pˈæst dˈeɪz, ænd ðə sˈiːdz ʌv ˈɪl hˈæp sˈoʊn ɪnðə fˈiːld ʌv maɪ nˈuː lˈaɪf ˈiːvən bᵻfˌɔːɹ ðə fˈɜːɹoʊ wʌz tˈɜːnd.