text_original: Out then her little foot held she, As to depart with speed; The madhouse man smiled pleasantly To see the wile succeed. She turned to him when all was done, And gave him her thin hand, Exclaiming like an enraptured one, "This time it will be grand!"
text_transcription: OUT THEN HER LITTLE FOOTHELL SHE AS TO DEPART WITH SPEED THE MADHOUSE MAN SMILED PLEASANTLY TO SEE THE WILD SUCCEED SHE TURNED TO HIM WHEN ALL WAS DONE AND GAVE HIM HER THIN HAND EXCLAIMING LIKE AN ENRAPTURED ONE THIS TIME IT WILL BE GRAND
phonemes: ˈaʊt ðˈɛn hɜː lˈɪɾəl fˈʊt hˈɛld ʃiː, æz tə dᵻpˈɑːɹt wɪð spˈiːd; ðə mˈædhaʊs mˈæn smˈaɪld plˈɛzəntli tə sˈiː ðə wˈaɪl səksˈiːd. ʃiː tˈɜːnd tə hˌɪm wɛn ˈɔːl wʌz dˈʌn, ænd ɡˈeɪv hˌɪm hɜː θˈɪn hˈænd, ɛksklˈeɪmɪŋ lˈaɪk ɐn ɛnɹˈæptʃɚd wˌʌn, "ðɪs tˈaɪm ɪt wɪl biː ɡɹˈænd!"