text_original: And that old black plume without a buckle, beaten bv the wind and rain ! And that great HANS OF ICELAND. 121 cloak, big enough for a tent ! And that disordered hair, with no combs and no frizzes ! And those boots with iron spurs, covered with mud and dust ! Indeed, it could never be he.
text_transcription: AND THAT OLD BLACK PLUME WITHOUT A BUCKLE BEATEN BY THE WIND AND RAIN AND THAT GREAT CLOAK BIG ENOUGH FOR A TENT AND THAT DISORDERED HAIR WITH NO CREAMS AND NO FRIZZES AND THOSE BOOTS WITH IRON SPURS COVERED WITH MUD AND DUST INDEED IT COULD NEVER BE HE
phonemes: ænd ðæt ˈoʊld blˈæk plˈuːm wɪðˌaʊt ɐ bˈʌkəl, bˈiːʔn̩ bˌiːvˈiː ðə wˈɪnd ænd ɹˈeɪn ! ænd ðæt ɡɹˈeɪt hˈænz ʌv ˈaɪslənd. wˈʌnhˈʌndɹɪd twˈɛnti wˈʌn klˈoʊk, bˈɪɡ ɪnˈʌf fɚɹə tˈɛnt ! ænd ðæt dɪsˈɔːɹdɚd hˈɛɹ, wɪð nˈoʊ kˈoʊmz ænd nˈoʊ fɹˈɪzᵻz ! ænd ðoʊz bˈuːts wɪð ˈaɪɚn spˈɜːz, kˈʌvɚd wɪð mˈʌd ænd dˈʌst ! ˌɪndˈiːd, ɪt kʊd nˈɛvɚ biː hiː.