text_original: " Oh, my God ! my God ! " cried the old man, " where are you taking me, master ? Saint Hospitius forbid that I should enter that oratory of the Devil ! " They had now reached the foot of the tower. The young traveller knocked loudly at the new door of this much dreaded ruin. " Calm yourself, old man.
text_transcription: O MY GOD MY GOD CRIED THE OLD MAN WHERE ARE YOU TAKING ME MASTER SAINT AUSPICIOUS FORBID THAT I SHOULD ENTER THAT ORATORY OF THE DEVIL THEY HAD NOW REACHED THE FOOT OF THE TOWER THE YOUNG TRAVELER KNOCKED LOUDLY AT THE NEW DOOR OF THIS MUCH DREADED RUIN CALM YOURSELF OLD MAN
phonemes: " ˈoʊ, maɪ ɡˈɑːd ! maɪ ɡˈɑːd ! " kɹˈaɪd ðɪ ˈoʊld mˈæn, " wˌɛɹ ɑːɹ juː tˈeɪkɪŋ mˌiː, mˈæstɚ ? sˈeɪnt həspˈɪʃəs fɚbˈɪd ðæt aɪ ʃˌʊd ˈɛntɚ ðæt ˈɔːɹətˌɔːɹi ʌvðə dˈɛvəl ! " ðeɪ hæd nˈaʊ ɹˈiːtʃt ðə fˈʊt ʌvðə tˈaʊɚ. ðə jˈʌŋ tɹˈævəlɚ nˈɑːkt lˈaʊdli æt ðə nˈuː dˈɔːɹ ʌv ðɪs mˈʌtʃ dɹˈɛdᵻd ɹˈuːɪn. " kˈɑːm jɔːɹsˈɛlf, ˈoʊld mˈæn.