ðə mˈænɚɹ ʌvðə dˈæns wʌz ðˈɪs: ɐ mˈæn ɪz sˈoʊɪŋ ænd dɹˈaɪvɪŋ ɐ jˈoʊk ʌv ˈɑːksən, hɪz ˈɑːɹmz lˈeɪd æt wˈʌn sˈaɪd, ænd hiː tˈɜːnz ɐbˌaʊt fɹˈiːkwəntli æz wˈʌn ɪn fˈɪɹ; ɐ ɹˈɑːbɚɹ ɐpɹˈoʊtʃᵻz; æz sˈuːn æz ðə sˈoʊɚ sˈiːz hˌɪm kˈʌmɪŋ, hiː snˈætʃᵻz ˌʌp hɪz ˈɑːɹmz, ɡoʊz tə mˈiːt hˌɪm, ænd fˈaɪts wɪð hˌɪm tə sˈeɪv hɪz ˈɑːksən.
The manner of the dance was this: a man is sowing and driving a yoke of oxen, his arms laid at one side, and he turns about frequently as one in fear; a robber approaches; as soon as the sower sees him coming, he snatches up his arms, goes to meet him, and fights with him to save his oxen.