text_original: The soldier held his peace, and did as the Devil bade him, but he was not at all satisfied with his wages. Then as soon as he was up in the forest again, he took his knapsack from his back, to empty it, but on opening it, the sweepings had become pure gold.
text_transcription: THE SOLDIER HELD HIS PEACE AND DID AS THE DEVIL BADE HIM BUT HE WAS NOT AT ALL SATISFIED WITH HIS WAGES THEN AS SOON AS HE WAS UP IN THE FOREST AGAIN HE TOOK HIS KNAPSACK FROM HIS BACK TO EMPTY IT BUT ON OPENING IT THE SWEEPINGS HAD BECOME PURE GOLD
phonemes: ðə sˈoʊldʒɚ hˈɛld hɪz pˈiːs, ænd dˈɪd æz ðə dˈɛvəl bˈeɪd hˌɪm, bˌʌt hiː wʌz nˌɑːt æɾ ˈɔːl sˈæɾɪsfˌaɪd wɪð hɪz wˈeɪdʒᵻz. ðˈɛn æz sˈuːn æz hiː wʌz ˌʌp ɪnðə fˈɔːɹɪst ɐɡˈɛn, hiː tˈʊk hɪz nˈæpsæk fɹʌm hɪz bˈæk, tʊ ˈɛmpti ɪt, bˌʌt ˌɔn ˈoʊpənɪŋ ɪt, ðə swˈiːpɪŋz hæd bɪkˌʌm pjˈʊɹ ɡˈoʊld.