text_original: His frame was stout, in height about Six feet  well made and portly; Of dress and manner just to give A sketch, but very shortly, His order seem'd a composite Of rustic with the courtly. VII. He ate and quaff'd, and joked and laughed, And chatted with the seamen, And often task'd their skill and ask'd, "What weather is't to be, man?" No demonstration there appeared, That he was any demon.
text_transcription: HIS FRAME WAS STOUT IN HEIGHT ABOUT SIX FEET WELL MADE AND PORTLY OF DRESS AND MANNER JUST TO GIVE A SKETCH BUT VERY SHORTLY HIS ORDER SEEMED A COMPOSITE OF RUSTIC WITH THE COURTLY SEVEN HE ATE AND QUAFFED AND JOKED AND LAUGHED AND CHATTED WITH THE SEAMEN AND OFTEN TASKED THEIR SKILL AND ASKED WHAT WEATHER IS TO BE MAN NO DEMONSTRATION THERE APPEARED THAT HE WAS ANY DEMON
phonemes: hɪz fɹˈeɪm wʌz stˈaʊt, ɪn hˈaɪt ɐbˌaʊt sˈɪks fˈiːt wˈɛl mˌeɪd ænd pˈɔːɹtli; ʌv dɹˈɛs ænd mˈænɚ dʒˈʌst tə ɡˈɪv ɐ skˈɛtʃ, bˌʌt vˈɛɹi ʃˈɔːɹtli, hɪz ˈɔːɹdɚ sˈiːmd ɐ kəmpˈɑːzɪt ʌv ɹˈʌstɪk wɪððə kˈɔːɹtli. ɹˌoʊmən sˈɛvən. hiː ˈeɪt ænd kwˈɑːfd, ænd dʒˈoʊkt ænd lˈæft, ænd tʃˈæɾᵻd wɪððə sˈiːmɛn, ænd ˈɔfən tˈæskd ðɛɹ skˈɪl ænd ˈæskd, "wˌʌt wˈɛðɚɹ ˈɪst tə bˈiː, mˈæn?" nˈoʊ dˌɛmənstɹˈeɪʃən ðɛɹ ɐpˈɪɹd, ðæt hiː wʌz ˌɛni dˈiːmən.