text_original: My poor dog! my trusty friend ! You deserved to die on the field of battle, as I hope to do." " Come, come, Captain ! " cried the lieutenant, " how can you be so despondent ? We may get a chance to fight to morrow."
text_transcription: MY POOR DOG MY TRUSTY FRIEND YOU DESERVE TO DIE ON THE FIELD OF OF BATTLE AS I HOPE TO DO COME COME CAPTAIN CRIED THE LIEUTENANT HOW CAN YOU BE SO DESPONDENT WE MAY GET A CHANCE TO FIGHT TO MORROW
phonemes: maɪ pˈʊɹ dˈɑːɡ! maɪ tɹˈʌsti fɹˈɛnd ! juː dɪzˈɜːvd tə dˈaɪ ɔnðə fˈiːld ʌv bˈæɾəl, æz aɪ hˈoʊp tə dˈuː." " kˈʌm, kˈʌm, kˈæptɪn ! " kɹˈaɪd ðə luːtˈɛnənt, " hˌaʊ kæn juː biː sˌoʊ dᵻspˈɑːndənt ? wiː mˈeɪ ɡɛt ɐ tʃˈæns tə fˈaɪt tə mˈɑːɹoʊ."