text_original: Here it is." And scarcely were the words out of his mouth, when, tossing his sealskin mantle over his shoulder, he plunged a HANS OF ICELAND. 477 dagger into the soldier's heart, and flung his dead body at the giant's feet. A cry of fright and horror followed ; the soldiers guarding the giant started back.
text_transcription: HERE IT IS AND SCARCELY WERE THE WORDS OUT OF HIS MOUTH WHEN TOSSING HIS SEALSKIN MANTLE OVER HIS SHOULDER HE PLUNGED THE DAGGER INTO THE SOLDIER'S HEART AND FLUNG HIS DEAD BODY AT THE GIANT'S FEET A CRY OF FRIGHT AND HORROR FOLLOWED THE SOLDIERS GUARDING THE GIANT STARTED BACK
phonemes: hˈɪɹ ɪɾ ˈɪz." ænd skˈɛɹsli wɜː ðə wˈɜːdz ˌaʊɾəv hɪz mˈaʊθ, wˌɛn, tˈɔsɪŋ hɪz sˈiːlskɪn mˈæntəl ˌoʊvɚ hɪz ʃˈoʊldɚ, hiː plˈʌndʒd ɐ hˈænz ʌv ˈaɪslənd. fˈɔːɹhˈʌndɹɪd sˈɛvənti sˈɛvən dˈæɡɚɹ ˌɪntʊ ðə sˈoʊldʒɚz hˈɑːɹt, ænd flˈʌŋ hɪz dˈɛd bˈɑːdi æt ðə dʒˈaɪənts fˈiːt. ɐ kɹˈaɪ ʌv fɹˈaɪt ænd hˈɔɹɚ fˈɑːloʊd ; ðə sˈoʊldʒɚz ɡˈɑːɹdɪŋ ðə dʒˈaɪənt stˈɑːɹɾᵻd bˈæk.