text_original: She had presence of mind, however, to hand him the sieve and say: 'If thou go to the river and bring water in it, I'll make a cake for thee; and the more water thou carry back, that's the bigger thy cake will be.' So the Fynoderee took the sieve, and ran down to the river; but the water poured from it and he could fetch none for the cake, and he threw the sieve away in a rage, and cried: 'Dollan, dollan, dash! Ny smoo ta mee cur ayn, Ny smoo ta goll ass.'
text_transcription: SHE HAD PRESENCE OF MIND HOWEVER TO HAND HIM THE SIEVE AND SAY IF THOU GO TO THE RIVER AND BRING WATER IN IT I'LL MAKE A CAKE FOR THEE AND THE MORE WATER THOU'LL CARRY BACK THAT'S THE BIGGER THY CAKE WILL BE SO THE FINIDERI TOOK THE SIEVE AND RAN DOWN TO THE RIVER BUT THE WATER POURED FROM IT AND HE COULD FETCH NONE FOR THE CAKE AND HE THREW THE SIEVE AWAY IN A RAGE AND CRIED TOLLEN TOLLEN DASH ME SMOTE O ME KARAIN NIEZE SMOOTA GOLAS
phonemes: ʃiː hæd pɹˈɛzəns ʌv mˈaɪnd, haʊˈɛvɚ, tə hˈænd hˌɪm ðə sˈɪv ænd sˈeɪ: ɪf ðˈaʊ ɡˌoʊ tə ðə ɹˈɪvɚ ænd bɹˈɪŋ wˈɔːɾɚɹ ɪn ɪt, aɪl mˌeɪk ɐ kˈeɪk fɔːɹ ðˈiː; ænd ðə mˈɔːɹ wˈɔːɾɚ ðˈaʊ kˈæɹi bˈæk, ðæts ðə bˈɪɡɚ ðˌaɪ kˈeɪk wɪl bˈiː.sˌoʊ ðə fˈaɪnoʊdɹˌiː tˈʊk ðə sˈɪv, ænd ɹˈæn dˌaʊn tə ðə ɹˈɪvɚ; bˌʌt ðə wˈɔːɾɚ pˈɔːɹd fɹʌm ɪt ænd hiː kʊd fˈɛtʃ nˈʌn fɚðə kˈeɪk, ænd hiː θɹˈuː ðə sˈɪv ɐwˈeɪ ɪn ɐ ɹˈeɪdʒ, ænd kɹˈaɪd: dˈɑːlən, dˈɑːlən, dˈæʃ! ˌɛnwˈaɪ smˈuː tˈɑː mˈiː kˈɜːɹ ˈaɪn, ˌɛnwˈaɪ smˈuː tˈɑː ɡˈɑːl ˈæs.