text_original: And you must repair your wardrobe. Goodbye once more. I am so tired! Nor can I think why I am growing so weak  why it is that even the smallest task now wearies me? Even if work should come my way, how am I to do it? That is what worries me above all things.
text_transcription: AND YOU MUST REPAIR YOUR WARDROBE GOOD BYE ONCE MORE I AM SO TIRED NOR CAN I THINK WHY I AM GROWING SO WEAK WHY IT IS THAT EVEN THE SMALLEST TASK NOW WEARIES ME EVEN IF WORK SHOULD COME MY WAY HOW AM I TO DO IT THAT IS WHAT WORRIES ME ABOVE ALL THINGS
phonemes: ænd juː mˈʌst ɹᵻpˈɛɹ jʊɹ wˈɔːɹdɹoʊb. ɡʊdbˈaɪ wˈʌns mˈɔːɹ. aɪɐm sˌoʊ tˈaɪɚd! nˈɔːɹ kæn aɪ θˈɪŋk wˌaɪ aɪɐm ɡɹˈoʊɪŋ sˌoʊ wˈiːk wˌaɪ ɪɾ ɪz ðæt ˈiːvən ðə smˈɔːlɪst tˈæsk nˈaʊ wˈɪɹiz mˌiː? ˈiːvən ɪf wˈɜːk ʃˌʊd kˈʌm maɪ wˈeɪ, hˌaʊ æm aɪ tə dˈuː ɪt? ðæt ɪz wʌt wˈʌɹiz mˌiː əbˌʌv ˈɔːl θˈɪŋz.