text_original: It is the happy privilege of the true romancer to find history his hand  maid, and to make obscure events immortal, whether they be the scuffles of Greeks and barbarians outside a small town in Asia Minor, or the lynching of a dissolute ad  venturer by an Edinburgh mob ut the Grassmarket.
text_transcription: IT IS THE HAPPY PRIVILEGE OF THE TRUE ROMANCER TO FIND HISTORY HIS HANDMAID AND TO MAKE OBSCURE EVENTS IMMORTAL WHETHER THEY BE THE SCUFFLES OF GREEKS AND BARBARIANS OUTSIDE A SMALL TOWN IN ASIA MINOR OR THE LYNCHING OF A DISSOLUTE ADVENTURER BY AN EDINBURGH MOB AT THE GRASS MARKET
phonemes: ɪɾ ɪz ðə hˈæpi pɹˈɪvᵻlɪdʒ ʌvðə tɹˈuː ɹoʊmˈænsɚ tə fˈaɪnd hˈɪstɚɹi hɪz hˈænd mˈeɪd, ænd tə mˌeɪk əbskjˈʊɹ ᵻvˈɛnts ɪmˈɔːɹɾəl, wˈɛðɚ ðeɪ biː ðə skˈʌfəlz ʌv ɡɹˈiːks ænd bɑːɹbˈɛɹiənz aʊtsˈaɪd ɐ smˈɔːl tˈaʊn ɪn ˈeɪʒə mˈaɪnɚ, ɔːɹ ðə lˈɪntʃɪŋ əvə dˈɪsəlˌuːt ˈæd vˈɛntʃɚɹɚ baɪ ɐn ˈɛdɪnbʌɹə mˈɑːb ˈʌt ðə ɡɹˈæsmɑːɹkˌɪt.