text_original: Home the big one staggered, reeled, gyrated, and tumbled; round and round him went the little one, now behind, now before, now on this side, now on that, his feet never more than touching the ground but dancing about like those of a prize fighter, his little arms up and his hands well forward, like flying buttresses.
text_transcription: HOME THE BIG ONE STAGGERED REELED GYRATED AND TUMBLED ROUND AND ROUND HIM WENT THE LITTLE ONE NOW BEHIND NOW BEFORE NOW ON THIS SIDE NOW ON THAT HIS FEET NEVER MORE THAN TOUCHING THE GROUND BUT DANCING ABOUT LIKE THOSE OF A PRIZE FIGHTER HIS LITTLE ARMS UP AND HIS HANDS WELL FORWARD LIKE FLYING BUTTRESSES
phonemes: hˈoʊm ðə bˈɪɡ wˈʌn stˈæɡɚd, ɹˈiːld, dʒˈaɪɹeɪɾᵻd, ænd tˈʌmbəld; ɹˈaʊnd ænd ɹˈaʊnd hˌɪm wɛnt ðə lˈɪɾəl wˌʌn, nˈaʊ bᵻhˈaɪnd, nˈaʊ bᵻfˈɔːɹ, nˈaʊ ˌɔn ðɪs sˈaɪd, nˈaʊ ˌɔn ðˈæt, hɪz fˈiːt nˈɛvɚ mˈɔːɹ ðɐn tˈʌtʃɪŋ ðə ɡɹˈaʊnd bˌʌt dˈænsɪŋ ɐbˌaʊt lˈaɪk ðoʊz əvə pɹˈaɪz fˈaɪɾɚ, hɪz lˈɪɾəl ˈɑːɹmz ˌʌp ænd hɪz hˈændz wˈɛl fˈɔːɹwɚd, lˈaɪk flˈaɪɪŋ bˈʌtɹəsᵻz.