text_original: At night we felt its presence, like a curse. Even Polly Ann was silent. And she had need to be now. When it was necessary, we talked in low tones, and the bell clappers on the horses were not loosed at night.
text_transcription: AT NIGHT WE FELT ITS PRESENCE LIKE A CURSE EVEN POLLY ANNE WAS SILENT AND SHE HAD NEED TO BE NOW WHEN IT WAS NECESSARY WE TALKED IN LOW TONES AND THE BELL CLAPPERS ON THE HORSES WERE NOT LOOSED AT NIGHT
phonemes: æt nˈaɪt wiː fˈɛlt ɪts pɹˈɛzəns, lˈaɪk ɐ kˈɜːs. ˈiːvən pˈɑːli ˈæn wʌz sˈaɪlənt. ænd ʃiː hæd nˈiːd təbi nˈaʊ. wˌɛn ɪt wʌz nˈɛsᵻsɚɹi, wiː tˈɔːkt ɪn lˈoʊ tˈoʊnz, ænd ðə bˈɛl klˈæpɚz ɔnðə hˈɔːɹsᵻz wɜː nˌɑːt lˈuːst æt nˈaɪt.