text_original: Hold on, old fellow," cried one of the revelers. **You won't get off so easily as that. You talk about this rascally Death, who is always murdering our friends about here.
text_transcription: HOLD ON OLD FELLOW CRIED ONE OF THE REVELLERS YOU WON'T GET OFF SO EASILY AS THAT YOU TALK ABOUT THIS RASCALLY DEATH WHO IS ALWAYS MURDERING OUR FRIENDS ABOUT HERE
phonemes: hˈoʊld ˈɔn, ˈoʊld fˈɛloʊ," kɹˈaɪd wˈʌn ʌvðə ɹˈɛvəlɚz. ˈæstɚɹˌɪskɐstɚɹˌɪsk juː woʊnt ɡɛt ˈɔf sˌoʊ ˈiːzili æz ðˈæt. juː tˈɔːk ɐbˌaʊt ðɪs ɹˈæskəli dˈɛθ, hˌuː ɪz ˈɔːlweɪz mˈɜːdɚɹɪŋ ˌaʊɚ fɹˈɛndz ɐbˌaʊt hˈɪɹ.