text_original: 'Fair philosopher,' he exclaimed, 'teach me how you preserve such vigour, such animation, where you have neither rivalship to sustain, nor admiration to excite? Are you secluded by injustice from the world? Or, do you willingly forsake its delights, to live the life of hopeless recollection?
text_transcription: FAIR PHILOSOPHER HE EXCLAIMED TEACH ME HOW YOU PRESERVE SUCH VIGOR SUCH ANIMATION WHERE YOU HAVE NEITHER RIVALSHIP TO SUSTAIN NOR ADMIRATION TO EXCITE ARE YOU SECLUDED BY INJUSTICE FROM THE WORLD OR DO YOU WILLINGLY FORSAKE ITS DELIGHTS TO LEAVE THE LIFE OF HOPELESS RECOLLECTION
phonemes: fˈɛɹ fɪlˈɑːsəfɚ,hiː ɛksklˈeɪmd, tˈiːtʃ mˌiː hˌaʊ juː pɹɪzˈɜːv sˈʌtʃ vˈɪɡɚ, sˈʌtʃ ˌænɪmˈeɪʃən, wˌɛɹ juː hæv nˈiːðɚ ɹˈaɪvəlʃˌɪp tə səstˈeɪn, nˈɔːɹ ˌædmɚɹˈeɪʃən tʊ ɛksˈaɪt? ɑːɹ juː sᵻklˈuːdᵻd baɪ ɪndʒˈʌstɪs fɹʌmðə wˈɜːld? ɔːɹ, dˈuː juː wˈɪlɪŋli fɔːɹsˈeɪk ɪts dᵻlˈaɪts, tə lˈɪv ðə lˈaɪf ʌv hˈoʊpləs ɹˌɛkəlˈɛkʃən?