text_original: " My daughter," said he, " your poor father implores and commands you. Do not let me die uncertain as to your future ; promise me that you will accept this stranger as your husband." 414 HANS OF ICELAND. " I will obey you always, father ; but do not hope that he will return."
text_transcription: MY DAUGHTER SAID HE YOUR POOR FATHER IMPLORES AND COMMANDS YOU DO NOT LET ME DIE UNCERTAIN AS TO YOUR FUTURE PROMISE ME THAT YOU WILL ACCEPT THIS STRANGER AS YOUR HUSBAND I WILL OBEY YOU ALWAYS FATHER BUT DO NOT HOPE THAT HE WILL RETURN
phonemes: " maɪ dˈɔːɾɚ," sˈɛd hiː, " jʊɹ pˈʊɹ fˈɑːðɚɹ ɪmplˈɔːɹz ænd kəmˈændz juː. duːnˌɑːt lˈɛt mˌiː dˈaɪ ʌnsˈɜːʔn̩ æz tə jʊɹ fjˈuːtʃɚ ; pɹˈɑːmɪs mˌiː ðæt juː wɪl ɐksˈɛpt ðɪs stɹˈeɪndʒɚɹ æz jʊɹ hˈʌsbənd." fˈɔːɹhˈʌndɹɪd fˈɔːɹtiːn hˈænz ʌv ˈaɪslənd. " aɪ wɪl oʊbˈeɪ juː ˈɔːlweɪz, fˈɑːðɚ ; bˌʌt duːnˌɑːt hˈoʊp ðæt hiː wɪl ɹᵻtˈɜːn."