text_original: " Give me my axe," repeated the giant. " He shall not die ! " cried Xorbith. " What would the spirit of my poor Xedlam say, whom they hung in such cowardly fashion
text_transcription: GIVE ME MY AXE REPEATED THE GIANT HE SHALL NOT DIE CRIED NORBITH WHAT WOULD THE SPIRIT OF MY POOR NED LAND SAY WHOM THEY HUNG IN SUCH COWARDLY FASHION
phonemes: " ɡˈɪv mˌiː maɪ ˈæks," ɹᵻpˈiːɾᵻd ðə dʒˈaɪənt. " hiː ʃˌæl nˌɑːt dˈaɪ ! " kɹˈaɪd zˈɔːɹbɪt. " wˌʌt wʊd ðə spˈɪɹɪt ʌv maɪ pˈʊɹ zˈɛdlæm sˈeɪ, hˈuːm ðeɪ hˈʌŋ ɪn sˈʌtʃ kˈaʊɚdli fˈæʃən