text_original: " Heaven is my witness," cried Wapherney, dropping 186 HANS OF ICELAND. his pen, " that we were just now speaking of that place ! But though it may be talked of to pass away the time, I cannot conceive how anybody can enter it." " And still less," said liiehard, " how anybody can linger there.
text_transcription: HEAVEN IS MY WITNESS CRIED WOPHANE DROPPING HIS PEN THAT WE WERE JUST NOW SPEAKING OF THAT PLACE BUT THOUGH IT MAY BE TALKED OF TO PASS AWAY THE TIME I CANNOT CONCEIVE HOW ANYBODY CAN ENTER IT AND STILL LESS SAID RICHARD HOW ANYBODY CAN LINGER THERE
phonemes: " hˈɛvən ɪz maɪ wˈɪtnəs," kɹˈaɪd wˈæfɚni, dɹˈɑːpɪŋ wˈʌnhˈʌndɹɪd ˈeɪɾi sˈɪks hˈænz ʌv ˈaɪslənd. hɪz pˈɛn, " ðæt wiː wɜː dʒˈʌst nˈaʊ spˈiːkɪŋ ʌv ðæt plˈeɪs ! bˌʌt ðˌoʊ ɪt mˈeɪ biː tˈɔːkt ʌv tə pˈæs ɐwˈeɪ ðə tˈaɪm, aɪ kænˈɑːt kənsˈiːv hˌaʊ ˈɛnɪbˌɑːdi kæn ˈɛntɚɹ ɪt." " ænd stˈɪl lˈɛs," sˈɛd lˈɪɪhˌɑːɹd, " hˌaʊ ˈɛnɪbˌɑːdi kæn lˈɪŋɡɚ ðˈɛɹ.