text_original: How can'st thou brave dangers, who hast fled from a sound? Perchance a fancied sound too!  Yes, I will return. I will not wait till day light renews my courage; but go now to the wood, and examine this  Hark!  I hear a noise!  Good God!  Is it?
text_transcription: HOW CANST THOU BRAVE DANGERS WHO HAST FLED FROM A SOUND PERCHANCE A FANCIED SOUND TOO YES I WILL RETURN I WILL NOT WAIT TILL DAYLIGHT WE LOSE MY COURAGE BUT GO NOW TO THE WOOD AND EXAMINE THIS HARK I HEAR A NOISE GOOD GOD IS IT
phonemes: hˌaʊ kˈænst ðˈaʊ bɹˈeɪv dˈeɪndʒɚz, hˌuː hˈeɪst flˈɛd fɹʌm ɐ sˈaʊnd? pɚtʃˈæns ɐ fˈænsid sˈaʊnd tˈuː!  jˈɛs, aɪ wɪl ɹᵻtˈɜːn. aɪ wɪl nˌɑːt wˈeɪt tˈɪl dˈeɪ lˈaɪt ɹᵻnˈuːz maɪ kˈɜːɹɪdʒ; bˌʌt ɡˌoʊ nˈaʊ tə ðə wˈʊd, ænd ɛɡzˈæmɪn ðɪs hˈɑːɹk!  aɪ hˈɪɹ ɐ nˈɔɪz!  ɡˈʊd ɡˈɑːd!  ɪz ɪt?