text_original: "I'm down on my luck, Nan," he said, hopelessly. "There's no use trying. Everything's against me, everything  following me like grim death.
text_transcription: I'M DOWN ON MY LUCK NAN HE SAID HOPELESSLY THERE'S NO USE TRYING EVERYTHING'S AGAINST ME EVERYTHING FOLLOWING ME LIKE GRIM DEATH
phonemes: "aɪm dˌaʊn ˌɔn maɪ lˈʌk, nˈæn," hiː sˈɛd, hˈoʊpləsli. "ðɛɹz nˈoʊ jˈuːs tɹˈaɪɪŋ. ˈɛvɹɪθˌɪŋz ɐɡˈɛnst mˌiː, ˈɛvɹɪθˌɪŋ fˈɑːloʊɪŋ mˌiː lˈaɪk ɡɹˈɪm dˈɛθ.