text_original: "As soon forget the use of my fingers, Sultana!" replied the giant, permitting a grim smile to wrinkle his face for an instant. "Then get thy darts. Have thy pipe ready here, thyself concealed, and watch thy time to strike. But first light the altar fires.
text_transcription: AS SOON FORGET THE USE OF MY FINGERS SULTANA REPLIED THE GIANT PERMITTING A GRIM SMILE TO WRINKLE HIS FACE FOR AN INSTANT THEN GET THY DARTS HAVE THY PIPE READY HERE THYSELF CONCEALED AND WATCH THY TIME TO STRIKE BUT FIRST LIGHT THE ALTAR FIRES
phonemes: "æz sˈuːn fɚɡˈɛt ðə jˈuːs ʌv maɪ fˈɪŋɡɚz, sʌltˈɑːnə!" ɹᵻplˈaɪd ðə dʒˈaɪənt, pɚmˈɪɾɪŋ ɐ ɡɹˈɪm smˈaɪl tə ɹˈɪŋkəl hɪz fˈeɪs fɚɹən ˈɪnstənt. "ðˈɛn ɡɛt ðˌaɪ dˈɑːɹts. hæv ðˌaɪ pˈaɪp ɹˈɛdi hˈɪɹ, ðaɪsˈɛlf kənsˈiːld, ænd wˈɑːtʃ ðˌaɪ tˈaɪm tə stɹˈaɪk. bˌʌt fˈɜːst lˈaɪt ðɪ ˈɔltɚ fˈaɪɚz.