text_original: "You might have spared your warning," answered Pfriem. "I know already what is seemly, and here, God be thanked, everything is perfect, and there is nothing to blame as there is on earth." So he went in, and walked up and down the wide expanses of heaven. He looked around him, to the left and to the right, but sometimes shook his head, or muttered something to himself.
text_transcription: YOU MIGHT HAVE SPARED YOUR WARNING ANSWERED FREAM I KNOW ALREADY WHAT IS SEEMLY AND HERE GOD BE THANKED EVERYTHING IS PERFECT AND THERE IS NOTHING TO BLAME AS THERE IS ON EARTH SO HE WENT IN AND WALKED UP AND DOWN THE WIDE EXPANSES OF HEAVEN HE LOOKED AROUND HIM TO THE LEFT AND TO THE RIGHT BUT SOMETIMES SHOOK HIS HEAD OR MUTTERED SOMETHING TO HIMSELF
phonemes: "juː mˌaɪthɐv spˈɛɹd jʊɹ wˈɔːɹnɪŋ," ˈænsɚd pˈiːfɹˈiːm. "aɪ nˈoʊ ɔːlɹˌɛdi wʌt ɪz sˈiːmli, ænd hˈɪɹ, ɡˈɑːd biː θˈæŋkt, ˈɛvɹɪθˌɪŋ ɪz pˈɜːfɛkt, ænd ðɛɹ ɪz nˈʌθɪŋ tə blˈeɪm æz ðɛɹ ɪz ˌɔn ˈɜːθ." sˌoʊ hiː wɛnt ˈɪn, ænd wˈɔːkt ˌʌp ænd dˌaʊn ðə wˈaɪd ɛkspˈænsᵻz ʌv hˈɛvən. hiː lˈʊkt ɚɹˈaʊnd hˌɪm, tə ðə lˈɛft ænd tə ðə ɹˈaɪt, bˌʌt sˈʌmtaɪmz ʃˈʊk hɪz hˈɛd, ɔːɹ mˈʌɾɚd sˈʌmθɪŋ tə hɪmsˈɛlf.