text_original: My three heirs are growing up in the fear of the Devil and the gallows. My name is the terror of all the children in Throndhjem. The city council furnish me with a cart lf>6 HANS OF ICELAND. and red clothes. The Cursed Tower protects me from rain as well as the bishop's palace could do. Old priests, driven hither by a storm, preach to me ; learned men fawn upon me.
text_transcription: MY THREE AIRS ARE GROWING UP IN THE FEAR OF THE DEVIL AND THE GALLOWS MY NAME IS THE TERROR OF ALL THE CHILDREN IN TRONTIME THE CITY COUNCIL FURNISH ME WITH A CART AND RED CLOTHES THE CURSED TOWER PROTECTS ME FROM RAIN AS WELL AS THE BISHOP'S PALACE COULD DO OLD PRIESTS DRIVEN HITHER BY A STORM PREACH TO ME LEARNED MAN FAWN UPON ME
phonemes: maɪ θɹˈiː ˈɛɹz ɑːɹ ɡɹˈoʊɪŋ ˌʌp ɪnðə fˈɪɹ ʌvðə dˈɛvəl ænd ðə ɡˈæloʊz. maɪ nˈeɪm ɪz ðə tˈɛɹɚɹ ʌv ˈɔːl ðə tʃˈɪldɹən ɪn θɹˈɑːnddʒəm. ðə sˈɪɾi kˈaʊnsəl fˈɜːnɪʃ mˌiː wɪð ɐ kˈɑːɹt ˌɛlˈɛf sˈɪks hˈænz ʌv ˈaɪslənd. ænd ɹˈɛd klˈoʊðz. ðə kˈɜːst tˈaʊɚ pɹətˈɛkts mˌiː fɹʌm ɹˈeɪn æz wˈɛl æz ðə bˈɪʃəps pˈælɪs kʊd dˈuː. ˈoʊld pɹˈiːsts, dɹˈɪvən hˈɪðɚ baɪ ɐ stˈɔːɹm, pɹˈiːtʃ tə mˌiː ; lˈɜːnd mˈɛn fˈɔːn əpˌɑːn mˌiː.