text_original: "Then get thy darts. Have thy pipe ready here, thyself concealed, and watch thy time to strike. But first light the altar fires. The rogues believe in my magic no longer; I shall teach them anew, and such magic as shall convince some of them."
text_transcription: THEN GET THY DARTS HAVE THY PIPE READY HERE THYSELF CONCEALED AND WATCH THY TIME TO STRIKE BUT FIRST LIGHT THE ALTAR FIRES THE ROGUES BELIEVE IN MY MAGIC NO LONGER I SHALL TEACH THEM ANEW AND SUCH MAGIC AS SHALL CONVINCE SOME OF THEM
phonemes: "ðˈɛn ɡɛt ðˌaɪ dˈɑːɹts. hæv ðˌaɪ pˈaɪp ɹˈɛdi hˈɪɹ, ðaɪsˈɛlf kənsˈiːld, ænd wˈɑːtʃ ðˌaɪ tˈaɪm tə stɹˈaɪk. bˌʌt fˈɜːst lˈaɪt ðɪ ˈɔltɚ fˈaɪɚz. ðə ɹˈoʊɡz bᵻlˈiːv ɪn maɪ mˈædʒɪk nˌoʊ lˈɑːŋɡɚ; aɪʃˌɐl tˈiːtʃ ðˌɛm ɐnˈuː, ænd sˈʌtʃ mˈædʒɪk æz ʃˌæl kənvˈɪns sˌʌm ʌv ðˌɛm."