text_original: There he seated himself, and for half an hour sat motionless, a perfect type of dilapidation, moral and physical, while a little way off stood Gibbie, looking on, like one awaiting a resurrection.
text_transcription: THERE HE SEATED HIMSELF AND FOR HALF AN HOUR SAT MOTIONLESS A PERFECT TYPE OF DILAPIDATION MORAL AND PHYSICAL WHILE A LITTLE WAY OFF STOOD GIBBEY LOOKING ON LIKE ONE AWAITING A RESURRECTION
phonemes: ðɛɹ hiː sˈiːɾᵻd hɪmsˈɛlf, ænd fɔːɹ hˈæf ɐn ˈaʊɚ sˈæt mˈoʊʃənləs, ɐ pˈɜːfɛkt tˈaɪp ʌv dˌɪlɐpɪdˈeɪʃən, mˈɔːɹəl ænd fˈɪzɪkəl, wˌaɪl ɐ lˈɪɾəl wˈeɪ ˈɔf stˈʊd ɡˈɪbi, lˈʊkɪŋ ˈɔn, lˈaɪk wˈʌn ɐwˈeɪɾɪŋ ɐ ɹᵻsɚɹˈɛkʃən.