text_original: "Allah be merciful to you!" exclaimed the latter, "your pot is dead." "What!" cried the other, "do pots die?" "Come, now," retorted Nassr Eddyn Eflfendi, "you were ready enough to beheve that pots can bring forth young ones; why, then, should they not die?"
text_transcription: ALLAH BE MERCIFUL TO YOU EXCLAIMED THE LATTER YOUR POT IS DEAD WHAT CRIED THE OTHER DO POTS DIE COME NOW RETORTED NAZIER ADDIN EFFENDI YOU WERE READY ENOUGH TO BELIEVE THAT POTS CAN BRING FORTH YOUNG ONES WHY THEN SHOULD THEY NOT DIE
phonemes: "ˈælə biː mˈɜːsifəl tə juː!" ɛksklˈeɪmd ðə lˈæɾɚ, "jʊɹ pˈɑːt ɪz dˈɛd." "wˌʌt!" kɹˈaɪd ðɪ ˈʌðɚ, "dˈuː pˈɑːts dˈaɪ?" "kˈʌm, nˈaʊ," ɹᵻtˈɔːɹɾᵻd nˈæsɚɹ ˈɛdɪn ɛflfˈɛndi, "juː wɜː ɹˈɛdi ɪnˈʌf tə bᵻhˈɛv ðæt pˈɑːts kæn bɹˈɪŋ fˈɔːɹθ jˈʌŋ wˌʌnz; wˈaɪ, ðˈɛn, ʃˌʊd ðeɪ nˌɑːt dˈaɪ?"