text_original: "Burn the horse!" said Breem quickly. "D'ye think the like of yonder's a horse thief? I ain't worrying 'bout the horse." And the men rode back to camp silently.
text_transcription: BURN THE HORSE SAID BRIM QUICKLY D'YE THINK THE LIKES OF YONDER IS A HORSE THIEF I AIN'T WORRYIN BOUT THE HORSE AND THE MEN RODE BACK TO CAMP SILENTLY
phonemes: "bˈɜːn ðə hˈɔːɹs!" sˈɛd bɹˈiːm kwˈɪkli. "djə θˈɪŋk ðə lˈaɪk ʌv jˈɑːndɚz ɐ hˈɔːɹs θˈiːf? aɪ ˈeɪnt wˈʌɹiɪŋ bˈaʊt ðə hˈɔːɹs." ænd ðə mˈɛn ɹˈoʊd bˈæk tə kˈæmp sˈaɪləntli.