text_original: You do but follow your own path ; it is not your fault if it crosses mine. But there is one man to whom I do bear a grudge, and that 's the guardian of the dead at Throndhjem, — that old sorcerer, the keeper of the Spladgest. What 's his name now, — Spliugry ? Spadugry ? Tell me, you old philosopher, who seem to be a perfect 158 HANS OF ICELAND. Babel of learning, — you who know everything, can't you help me to remember the name of that magician, your brother
text_transcription: YOU DO BUT FOLLOW YOUR OWN PATH IT IS NOT YOUR FAULT IF IT CROSSES MINE BUT THERE IS ONE MAN TO WHOM I DO BEAR A GRUDGE AND THAT'S THE GUARDIAN OF THE DEAD AT TRONTIME THAT OLD SORCERER THE KEEPER OF THE SPLAGEST AH WHAT'S HIS NAME NOW SPLIOGREE SPERIGREE TELL ME YOU OLD PHILOSOPHER WHO SEEM TO BE A PERFECT BABEL OF LEARNING YOU WHO KNOW EVERYTHING CAN'T YOU HELP ME TO REMEMBER THE NAME OF THAT MAGICIAN YOUR BROTHER
phonemes: juː dˈuː bˌʌt fˈɑːloʊ jʊɹ ˈoʊn pˈæθ ; ɪɾ ɪz nˌɑːt jʊɹ fˈɔlt ɪf ɪt kɹˈɔsᵻz mˈaɪn. bˌʌt ðɛɹ ɪz wˈʌn mˈæn tə hˈuːm aɪ dˈuː bˈɛɹ ɐ ɡɹˈʌdʒ, ænd ðæt ˈɛs ðə ɡˈɑːɹdiən ʌvðə dˈɛd æt θɹˈɑːnddʒəm, — ðæt ˈoʊld sˈɔːɹsɚɹɚ, ðə kˈiːpɚɹ ʌvðə splˈædʒɪst. wˌʌt ˈɛs hɪz nˈeɪm nˈaʊ, — splˈɪʌɡɹi ? spˈædʌɡɹi ? tˈɛl mˌiː, juː ˈoʊld fɪlˈɑːsəfɚ, hˌuː sˈiːm təbi ɐ pˈɜːfɛkt wˈʌnhˈʌndɹɪd fˈɪfti ˈeɪt hˈænz ʌv ˈaɪslənd. bˈeɪbəl ʌv lˈɜːnɪŋ, — juː hˌuː nˈoʊ ˈɛvɹɪθˌɪŋ, kˈænt juː hˈɛlp mˌiː tə ɹᵻmˈɛmbɚ ðə nˈeɪm ʌv ðæt mɐdʒˈɪʃən, jʊɹ bɹˈʌðɚ