text_original: But the years went on, and no male child was given to Anne ; then, one crucial morning, a son was born ; but, writes Louisa in her journal, with an almost savage triumph, " he could not retard the exal  tation of my Caesar, for he had no life."
text_transcription: BUT THE YEARS WENT ON AND NO MALE CHILD WAS GIVEN TO ANNE THEN ONE CRUCIAL MORNING A SON WAS BORN BUT WRITES LOUISA IN HER JOURNAL WITH AN ALMOST SAVAGE TRIUMPH HE COULD NOT RETARD THE EXULTATION OF MY CAESAR FOR HE HAD NO LIFE
phonemes: bˌʌt ðə jˈɪɹz wɛnt ˈɔn, ænd nˈoʊ mˈeɪl tʃˈaɪld wʌz ɡˈɪvən tʊ ˈæn ; ðˈɛn, wˈʌn kɹˈuːʃəl mˈɔːɹnɪŋ, ɐ sˈʌn wʌz bˈɔːɹn ; bˌʌt, ɹˈaɪts lˈuːɪsə ɪn hɜː dʒˈɜːnəl, wɪð ɐn ˈɔːlmoʊst sˈævɪdʒ tɹˈaɪʌmf, " hiː kʊd nˌɑːt ɹᵻtˈɑːɹd ðɪ ɛɡzˈæl tˈeɪʃən ʌv maɪ sˈiːzɚ, fɔːɹ hiː hæd nˈoʊ lˈaɪf."