text_original: Had my fancy lied? I stared again until my eyes were blurred, now tortured by doubt, now so completely convinced that my fingers almost released the trigger,  for I had thrown the sights into line over the tree.
text_transcription: HAD MY FANCY LIED I STARED AGAIN UNTIL MY EYES WERE BLURRED NOW TORTURED BY DOUBT NOW SO COMPLETELY CONVINCED THAT MY FINGERS ALMOST RELEASED THE TRIGGER FOR I HAD THROWN THE SIGHTS INTO LINE OVER THE TREE
phonemes: hæd maɪ fˈænsi lˈaɪd? aɪ stˈɛɹd ɐɡˈɛn ʌntˈɪl maɪ ˈaɪz wɜː blˈɜːd, nˈaʊ tˈɔːɹtʃɚd baɪ dˈaʊt, nˈaʊ sˌoʊ kəmplˈiːtli kənvˈɪnst ðæt maɪ fˈɪŋɡɚz ˈɔːlmoʊst ɹᵻlˈiːst ðə tɹˈɪɡɚ,  fɔːɹ aɪ hæd θɹˈoʊn ðə sˈaɪts ˌɪntʊ lˈaɪn ˌoʊvɚ ðə tɹˈiː.