text_original: The wish he had expressed of expiring at an inn untroubled by the presence of mourn  ing friends was grimly gratified. In lonely lodgings, be  neath the speculative gaze of a memoir writing footman and the care of hired hands, Sterne gasped out the words, "Now it is come 1" and so died.
text_transcription: THE WISH HE HAD EXPRESSED OF EXPIRING AT AN INN UNTROUBLED BY THE PRESENCE OF MOURNING FRIENDS WAS GRIMLY GRATIFIED IN LONELY LODGINGS BENEATH THE SPECULATIVE GAZE OF A MEMOIR RIDING FOOTMAN AND THE CARE OF HIRED HANDS STEARNE GASPED OUT THE WORDS NOW IT HAS COME AND SO DIED
phonemes: ðə wˈɪʃ hiː hæd ɛkspɹˈɛst ʌv ɛkspˈaɪɚɹɪŋ æɾ ɐn ˈɪn ʌntɹˈʌbəld baɪ ðə pɹˈɛzəns ʌv mˈɔːɹn ˈɪŋ fɹˈɛndz wʌz ɡɹˈɪmli ɡɹˈæɾᵻfˌaɪd. ɪn lˈoʊnli lˈɑːdʒɪŋz, biː nˈiːθ ðə spˈɛkjʊlətˌɪv ɡˈeɪz əvə mˈɛmwɑːɹ ɹˈaɪɾɪŋ fˈʊtmən ænd ðə kˈɛɹ ʌv hˈaɪɚd hˈændz, stˈɜːn ɡˈæspt ˈaʊt ðə wˈɜːdz, "nˈaʊ ɪɾ ɪz kˈʌm wˈʌn" ænd sˌoʊ dˈaɪd.