text_original: His sandy eyebrows twitched with his dreams against the dead white, freckled skin above high cheekbones, and two hard ridges were fixed between his brows; now and then over the sleeping face came the look of one riding at a gate.
text_transcription: HIS SANDY EYEBROWS TWITCHED WITH HIS DREAMS AGAINST THE DEAD WHITE FRECKLED SKIN ABOVE HIGH CHEEK BONES AND TWO HARD RIDGES WERE FIXED BETWEEN HIS BROWS NOW AND THEN OVER THE SLEEPING FACE CAME THE LOOK OF ONE RIDING AT A GATE
phonemes: hɪz sˈændi ˈaɪbɹaʊz twˈɪtʃt wɪð hɪz dɹˈiːmz ɐɡˈɛnst ðə dˈɛd wˈaɪt, fɹˈɛkəld skˈɪn əbˌʌv hˈaɪ tʃˈiːkboʊnz, ænd tˈuː hˈɑːɹd ɹˈɪdʒᵻz wɜː fˈɪkst bᵻtwˌiːn hɪz bɹˈaʊz; nˈaʊ ænd ðˈɛn ˌoʊvɚ ðə slˈiːpɪŋ fˈeɪs kˈeɪm ðə lˈʊk ʌv wˈʌn ɹˈaɪdɪŋ æɾə ɡˈeɪt.