text_original: Somehow I feel apprehensive; I am living, as it were, in a mist. Yet, for God's sake, forget none of my commissions. I am so afraid lest you should make a mistake! Remember that everything is to be tambour work, not smooth.
text_transcription: SOMEHOW I FEEL APPREHENSIVE I AM LIVING AS IT WERE IN A MIST YET FOR GOD'S SAKE FORGET NONE OF MY COMMISSIONS I AM SO AFRAID LEST YOU SHOULD MAKE A MISTAKE REMEMBER THAT EVERYTHING IS TO BE TIMBER WORK NOT SMOOTH
phonemes: sˈʌmhaʊ aɪ fˈiːl ˌæpɹihˈɛnsɪv; aɪɐm lˈɪvɪŋ, æz ɪt wɜː, ɪn ɐ mˈɪst. jˈɛt, fɔːɹ ɡˈɑːdz sˈeɪk, fɚɡˈɛt nˈʌn ʌv maɪ kəmˈɪʃənz. aɪɐm sˌoʊ ɐfɹˈeɪd lˈɛst juː ʃˌʊd mˌeɪk ɐ mɪstˈeɪk! ɹᵻmˈɛmbɚ ðæt ˈɛvɹɪθˌɪŋ ɪz təbi tˈæmbɚ wˈɜːk, nˌɑːt smˈuːð.