text_original: There was George Whitefield, the soq^of a Gloucester innkeeper, who at one time was employed as a drawer in his mother's tap room; and there was James Hervey, afterwards author of the flowery and sentimental "Meditations," that became for a while so famous — a book which Southey describes " as laudable in purpose and vicious in style." These young men, with others, formed a sort of little religious associa  tion or companionship of their own.
text_transcription: THERE WAS GEORGE WHITEFIELD THE SON OF A GLOUCESTER INNKEEPER WHO AT ONE TIME WAS EMPLOYED AS A DRAWER IN HIS MOTHER'S TAP ROOM AND THERE WAS JAMES HARVEY AFTERWARDS AUTHOR OF THE FLOWERY AND SENTIMENTAL MEDITATIONS THAT BECAME FOR A WHILE SO FAMOUS A BOOK WHICH SOUTHEY DESCRIBES AS LAUDABLE IN PURPOSE AND VICIOUS IN STYLE THESE YOUNG MEN WITH OTHERS FORMED A SORT OF LITTLE RELIGIOUS ASSOCIATION OR COMPANIONSHIP OF THEIR OWN
phonemes: ðɛɹwˌʌz dʒˈɔːɹdʒ wˈaɪtfiːld, ðə sˈɑːk əvə ɡlˈɑːstɚɹ ˈɪŋkiːpɚ, hˌuː æt wˈʌn tˈaɪm wʌz ɛmplˈɔɪd æz ɐ dɹˈɔːɹ ɪn hɪz mˈʌðɚz tˈæp ɹˈuːm; ænd ðɛɹwˌʌz dʒˈeɪmz hˈɜːveɪ, ˈæftɚwɚdz ˈɔːθɚɹ ʌvðə flˈaʊɚɹi ænd sˌɛntɪmˈɛntəl "mˌɛdɪtˈeɪʃənz," ðæt bɪkˌeɪm fɚɹə wˈaɪl sˌoʊ fˈeɪməs — ɐ bˈʊk wˌɪtʃ sˈaʊθi dᵻskɹˈaɪbz " æz lˈɔːdəbəl ɪn pˈɜːpəs ænd vˈɪʃəs ɪn stˈaɪl." ðiːz jˈʌŋ mˈɛn, wɪð ˈʌðɚz, fˈɔːɹmd ɐ sˈɔːɹt ʌv lˈɪɾəl ɹᵻlˈɪdʒəs ɐsˈoʊʃə tɪˈɑːn ɔːɹ kəmpˈæniənʃˌɪp ʌv ðɛɹ ˈoʊn.