text_original: Ah, I only dread the living ! I am not brave, I admit ; but at least I am not supersti  tious. Come, sir. take my advice ; let us laugh at these 244 HANS OF ICELAND. ladies iu black petticoats and with such hoarse voices, and let us be thinking of supper."
text_transcription: HA I ONLY DREAD THE LIVING I AM NOT BRAVE I ADMIT BUT AT LEAST I AM NOT SUPERSTITIOUS COME SIR TAKE MY ADVICE LET US LAUGH AT THESE LADIES IN BLACK PETTICOATS AND WITH SUCH HOARSE VOICES AND LET US BE THINKING OF SUPPER
phonemes: ˈɑː, aɪ ˈoʊnli dɹˈɛd ðə lˈɪvɪŋ ! aɪɐm nˌɑːt bɹˈeɪv, aɪ ɐdmˈɪt ; bˌʌt æt lˈiːst aɪɐm nˌɑːt sˈuːpɚstˌaɪ tɪˈuːz. kˈʌm, sˌɜː. tˈeɪk maɪ ɐdvˈaɪs ; lˈɛt ˌʌs lˈæf æt ðiːz tˈuːhˈʌndɹɪd fˈɔːɹɾi fˈɔːɹ hˈænz ʌv ˈaɪslənd. lˈeɪdiz ˈɪuː blˈæk pˈɛɾɪkˌoʊts ænd wɪð sˈʌtʃ hˈɔːɹs vˈɔɪsᵻz, ænd lˈɛt ˌʌs biː θˈɪŋkɪŋ ʌv sˈʌpɚ."