text_original: He was sitting on a bench dead drunk last night, and a sly old thief that they call Death came upon him suddenly and thrust a spear through his heart, and the man fell over dead. That old fellow kills all the people in the country hereabouts; he struck down a thousand the last time of pestilence.
text_transcription: HE WAS SITTING ON A BENCH DEAD DRUNK LAST NIGHT AND A SLY OLD THIEF THAT THEY CALLED DEATH CAME UPON HIM SUDDENLY AND THRUST THE SPEAR THROUGH HIS HEART AND THE MAN FELL OVER DEAD THAT OLD FELLOW KILLS ALL THE PEOPLE IN THE COUNTRY HEREABOUTS HE STRUCK DOWN A THOUSAND THE LAST TIME OF PESTILENCE
phonemes: hiː wʌz sˈɪɾɪŋ ˌɔn ɐ bˈɛntʃ dˈɛd dɹˈʌŋk lˈæst nˈaɪt, ænd ɐ slˈaɪ ˈoʊld θˈiːf ðæt ðeɪ kˈɔːl dˈɛθ kˈeɪm əpˌɑːn hˌɪm sˈʌdənli ænd θɹˈʌst ɐ spˈɪɹ θɹuː hɪz hˈɑːɹt, ænd ðə mˈæn fˈɛl ˌoʊvɚ dˈɛd. ðæt ˈoʊld fˈɛloʊ kˈɪlz ˈɔːl ðə pˈiːpəl ɪnðə kˈʌntɹi hˈɪɹɐbˌaʊts; hiː stɹˈʌk dˌaʊn ɐ θˈaʊzənd ðə lˈæst tˈaɪm ʌv pˈɛstɪləns.