text_original: In the little grey street that led to this garden with its poplars, old fountain, and green gate, the jewels glowed and sparkled as though all light and life had settled there.
text_transcription: IN THE LITTLE GREY STREET THAT LED TO THIS GARDEN WITH ITS POPLARS OLD FOUNTAIN AND GREEN GATE THE JEWELS GLOWED AND SPARKLED AS THOUGH ALL LIGHT AND LIFE HAD SETTLED THERE
phonemes: ɪnðə lˈɪɾəl ɡɹˈeɪ stɹˈiːt ðæt lˈɛd tə ðɪs ɡˈɑːɹdən wɪð ɪts pˈɑːplɚz, ˈoʊld fˈaʊntɪn, ænd ɡɹˈiːn ɡˈeɪt, ðə dʒˈuːəlz ɡlˈoʊd ænd spˈɑːɹkəld æz ðˌoʊ ˈɔːl lˈaɪt ænd lˈaɪf hæd sˈɛɾəld ðˈɛɹ.