text_original: " Do not be frightened. What matters it where you are ? I am with you." " A fine protection ! " muttered the old man, whose in  creasing terror modified his fear and respect for his young companion ; " a sword three feet long against a gibbet nine feet high
text_transcription: DO NOT BE FRIGHTENED WHAT MATTERS IT WHERE YOU ARE I AM WITH YOU A FINE PROTECTION MUTTERED THE OLD MAN WHOSE INCREASING TERROR MODIFIED HIS FEAR AND RESPECT FOR HIS YOUNG COMPANION A SWORD THREE FEET LONG AGAINST A GIBBET NINE FEET HIGH
phonemes: " duːnˌɑːt biː fɹˈaɪʔn̩d. wˌʌt mˈæɾɚz ɪt wˈɛɹ juː ɑːɹ ? aɪɐm wɪð juː." " ɐ fˈaɪn pɹətˈɛkʃən ! " mˈʌɾɚd ðɪ ˈoʊld mˈæn, hˌuːz ɪn kɹˈiːsɪŋ tˈɛɹɚ mˈɑːdᵻfˌaɪd hɪz fˈɪɹ ænd ɹᵻspˈɛkt fɔːɹ hɪz jˈʌŋ kəmpˈæniən ; " ɐ sˈɔːɹd θɹˈiː fˈiːt lˈɔŋ ɐɡˈɛnst ɐ dʒˈɪbɪt nˈaɪn fˈiːt hˈaɪ