text_original: " By all the blessed devils ! " cried the soldier, turning around, " I own nothing but my pipe and the moment of HANS OF ICELAND. 473 time in which I speak; but still I promise to give ten thousand gold crowns to the man who says that, if he can prove his words." And folding his arms, he cast an assured glance over the audience: "Well!
text_transcription: BY ALL THE BLESSED DEVILS CRIED THE SOLDIER TURNING ROUND I OWN NOTHING BUT MY PIPE AND THE MOMENT OF TIME IN WHICH I SPEAK BUT STILL I PROMISE TO GIVE TEN THOUSAND GOLD CROWNS TO THE MAN WHO SAYS THAT IF HE CAN PROVE HIS WORDS AND FOLDING HIS ARMS HE CAST AN ASSURED GLANCE OVER THE AUDIENCE WELL
phonemes: " baɪ ˈɔːl ðə blˈɛst dˈɛvəlz ! " kɹˈaɪd ðə sˈoʊldʒɚ, tˈɜːnɪŋ ɚɹˈaʊnd, " aɪ ˈoʊn nˈʌθɪŋ bˌʌt maɪ pˈaɪp ænd ðə mˈoʊmənt ʌv hˈænz ʌv ˈaɪslənd. fˈɔːɹhˈʌndɹɪd sˈɛvənti θɹˈiː tˈaɪm ɪnwˌɪtʃ aɪ spˈiːk; bˌʌt stˈɪl aɪ pɹˈɑːmɪs tə ɡˈɪv tˈɛn θˈaʊzənd ɡˈoʊld kɹˈaʊnz tə ðə mˈæn hˌuː sˈɛz ðˈæt, ɪf hiː kæn pɹˈuːv hɪz wˈɜːdz." ænd fˈoʊldɪŋ hɪz ˈɑːɹmz, hiː kˈæst ɐn əʃˈʊɹd ɡlˈæns ˌoʊvɚ ðɪ ˈɔːdiəns: "wˈɛl!