text_original: I waved my hand, which he took in his; but, while he pressed it, he reproved me in an ungentle manner, for sitting on the damp stone, and exposed to the raw air  Tears unbidden and almost unexcited, roll down my cheeks. He called Andrew; and I was borne in, and laid on a sopha in the breakfast parlour.
text_transcription: I WAVED MY HAND WHICH HE TOOK IN HIS BUT WHILE HE PRESSED IT HE REPROVED ME IN AN UNGENTLE MANNER FOR SITTING ON THE DAMP STONE AND EXPOSED TO THE RAW AIR TEARS UNBIDDEN AND ALMOST UNEXCITED ROLLED DOWN MY CHEEK HE CALLED ANDREW AND I WAS BORNE IN AND LAID ON A SOFA IN THE BREAKFAST PARLOUR
phonemes: aɪ wˈeɪvd maɪ hˈænd, wˌɪtʃ hiː tˈʊk ɪn hˈɪz; bˌʌt, wˌaɪl hiː pɹˈɛst ɪt, hiː ɹᵻpɹˈuːvd mˌiː ɪn ɐn ʌndʒˈɛntəl mˈænɚ, fɔːɹ sˈɪɾɪŋ ɔnðə dˈæmp stˈoʊn, ænd ɛkspˈoʊzd tə ðə ɹˈɔː ˈɛɹ tˈɪɹz ʌnbˈɪdən ænd ˈɔːlmoʊst ˌʌnɛksˈaɪɾᵻd, ɹˈoʊl dˌaʊn maɪ tʃˈiːks. hiː kˈɔːld ˈændɹuː; ænd aɪ wʌz bˈɔːɹn ˈɪn, ænd lˈeɪd ˌɔn ɐ sˈɑːfə ɪnðə bɹˈɛkfəst pˈɑːɹlɚ.