text_original: In some words of touching simplicity and modesty, which are never likely to be forgotten, he said, not long 296 THE REIGN OF QUEEN ANNE. ch. xxxv. before his death : ' I know not what I may appear to the world; but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the sea shore, and divert  ing myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.'
text_transcription: IN SOME WORDS OF TOUCHING SIMPLICITY AND MODESTY WHICH ARE NEVER LIKELY TO BE FORGOTTEN HE SAID NOT LONG BEFORE HIS DEATH I KNOW NOT WHAT I MAY APPEAR TO THE WORLD BUT TO MYSELF I SEEM TO HAVE BEEN ONLY LIKE A BOY PLAYING ON THE SEASHORE AND DIVERTING MYSELF IN NOW AND THEN FINDING A SMOOTHER PEBBLE OR A PRETTIER SHELL THAN ORDINARY WHILST THE GREAT OCEAN OF TRUTH LAY ALL UNDISCOVERED BEFORE ME
phonemes: ɪn sˌʌm wˈɜːdz ʌv tˈʌtʃɪŋ sɪmplˈɪsᵻɾi ænd mˈɑːdəsti, wˌɪtʃ ɑːɹ nˈɛvɚ lˈaɪkli təbi fɚɡˈɑːʔn̩, hiː sˈɛd, nˌɑːt lˈɔŋ tˈuːhˈʌndɹɪd nˈaɪnti sˈɪks ðə ɹˈeɪn ʌv kwˈiːn ˈæn. sˌiːˈeɪtʃ. ɹˌoʊmən θˈɜːɾi fˈaɪv. bᵻfˌɔːɹ hɪz dˈɛθ : aɪ nˈoʊ nˌɑːt wʌt aɪ mˈeɪ ɐpˈɪɹ tə ðə wˈɜːld; bˌʌt tə maɪsˈɛlf aɪ sˈiːm tə hɐvbɪn ˈoʊnli lˈaɪk ɐ bˈɔɪ plˈeɪɪŋ ɔnðə sˈiː ʃˈɔːɹ, ænd daɪvˈɜːt ˈɪŋ maɪsˈɛlf ɪn nˈaʊ ænd ðˈɛn fˈaɪndɪŋ ɐ smˈuːðɚ pˈɛbəl ɔːɹ ɐ pɹˈɪɾiɚ ʃˈɛl ðɐn ˈɔːɹdɪnˌɛɹi, wˌaɪlst ðə ɡɹˈeɪt ˈoʊʃən ʌv tɹˈuːθ lˈeɪ ˈɔːl ʌndɪskˈʌvɚd bᵻfˈɔːɹ mˌiː.