text_original: " Oh, my lord and master ! " replied the old keeper, " there can surely be no greater happiness for me than to see your Excellence." And the effort which he made to twist his frightened face into a smile would have unbent the brow of any but the dead.
text_transcription: OH MY LORD AND MASTER REPLIED THE OLD KEEPER THERE CAN SURELY BE NO GREATER HAPPINESS FOR ME THAN TO SEE YOUR EXCELLENCE AND THE EFFORT WHICH HE MADE TO TWIST HIS FRIGHTENED FACE INTO A SMILE WOULD HAVE UNBENT THE BROW OF ANY BUT THE DEAD
phonemes: " ˈoʊ, maɪ lˈɔːɹd ænd mˈæstɚ ! " ɹᵻplˈaɪd ðɪ ˈoʊld kˈiːpɚ, " ðɛɹ kæn ʃˈʊɹli biː nˈoʊ ɡɹˈeɪɾɚ hˈæpɪnəs fɔːɹ mˌiː ðɐn tə sˈiː jʊɹ ˈɛksələns." ænd ðɪ ˈɛfɚt wˌɪtʃ hiː mˌeɪd tə twˈɪst hɪz fɹˈaɪʔn̩d fˈeɪs ˌɪntʊ ɐ smˈaɪl wʊdhɐv ʌnbˈɛnt ðə bɹˈaʊ ʌv ˌɛni bˌʌt ðə dˈɛd.