text_original: " Keep your gold, Sir Envoy ; I should lie if I said that I had joined the revolt for your Count Schumacker's sake. I rebel to free the miners from the guardianship of the crown; I rebel that my mother's bed may have a blanket less ragged than the coast of our good country, Norway."
text_transcription: KEEP YOUR GOLD SIR ENVOY I SHOULD LIE IF I SAID THAT I HAD JOINED THE REVOLT FOR YOUR COUNT SCHUBAKER'S SAKE I REBEL TO FREE THE MINERS FROM THE GUARDIANSHIP OF THE CROWN I REBEL THAT MY MOTHER'S BED MAY HAVE A BLANKET LESS RED THAN THE COAST OF OUR GOOD COUNTRY NORWAY
phonemes: " kˈiːp jʊɹ ɡˈoʊld, sˌɜːɹ ˈɛnvɔɪ ; aɪ ʃˌʊd lˈaɪ ɪf aɪ sˈɛd ðæt aɪ hæd dʒˈɔɪnd ðə ɹᵻvˈoʊlt fɔːɹ jʊɹ kˈaʊnt ʃˈuːmækɚz sˈeɪk. aɪ ɹᵻbˈɛl tə fɹˈiː ðə mˈaɪnɚz fɹʌmðə ɡˈɑːɹdiənʃˌɪp ʌvðə kɹˈaʊn; aɪ ɹᵻbˈɛl ðæt maɪ mˈʌðɚz bˈɛd mˌeɪhɐv ɐ blˈæŋkɪt lˈɛs ɹˈæɡᵻd ðɐn ðə kˈoʊst ʌv ˌaʊɚ ɡˈʊd kˈʌntɹi, nˈɔːɹweɪ."