text_original: " he added, turning to his brother, "would you become a fratricide ? " " I am the executioner," answered the phlegmatic NychoL " Xo ! " exclaimed the prisoner ; and he flung himself headlong upon the executioner, his eyes darting flame and 516 HANS OF ICELAND. streaming with tears, like those of a bull at bay, — " no, I will not die thus meekly ; I have not lived like a poison  ous serpent to die like a paltry worm trampled under foot
text_transcription: HE ADDED TURNING TO HIS BROTHER WOULD YOU BECOME A FRATTRICIDE I AM THE EXECUTIONER ANSWERED THE PHLEGMATIC NICOLL NO EXCLAIMED THE PRISONER AND HE FLUNG HIMSELF HEADLONG UPON THE EXECUTIONER HIS EYES STARTING FLAME AND STREAMING WITH TEARS LIKE THOSE OF A BULL AT BAY NO I WILL NOT DIE THUS MEEKLY I HAVE NOT LIVED LIKE A POISONOUS SERPENT TO DIE LIKE A PALTRY WORM TRAMPLED UNDER FOOT
phonemes: " hiː ˈædᵻd, tˈɜːnɪŋ tə hɪz bɹˈʌðɚ, "wʊd juː bɪkˌʌm ɐ fɹˈætɹɪsˌaɪd ? " " aɪɐm ðɪ ˌɛksɪkjˈuːʃənɚ," ˈænsɚd ðə flɛɡmˈæɾɪk nˈɪtʃoʊ ˈɛl " zˈoʊ ! " ɛksklˈeɪmd ðə pɹˈɪzənɚ ; ænd hiː flˈʌŋ hɪmsˈɛlf hˈɛdlɔŋ əpˌɑːn ðɪ ˌɛksɪkjˈuːʃənɚ, hɪz ˈaɪz dˈɑːɹɾɪŋ flˈeɪm ænd fˈaɪvhˈʌndɹɪd sˈɪkstiːn hˈænz ʌv ˈaɪslənd. stɹˈiːmɪŋ wɪð tˈɪɹz, lˈaɪk ðoʊz əvə bˈʊl æt bˈeɪ, — " nˈoʊ, aɪ wɪl nˌɑːt dˈaɪ ðˈʌs mˈiːkli ; aɪ hɐvnˌɑːt lˈɪvd lˈaɪk ɐ pˈɔɪzən ˈuːz sˈɜːpənt tə dˈaɪ lˈaɪk ɐ pˈɔːltɹi wˈɜːm tɹˈæmpəld ˌʌndɚ fˈʊt