text_original: It was starlight, and a waning moon hung in the sky. I made my way through the drive between the black shadows of the forest, and came at length to the big gates at the entrance, locked for the night.
text_transcription: IT WAS A STARLIGHT AND A WANING MOON HUNG IN THE SKY I MADE MY WAY THROUGH THE DRIVE BETWEEN THE BLACK SHADOWS OF THE FOREST AND CAME AT LENGTH TO THE BIG GATES AT THE ENTRANCE LOCKED FOR THE NIGHT
phonemes: ɪt wʌz stˈɑːɹlaɪt, ænd ɐ wˈeɪnɪŋ mˈuːn hˈʌŋ ɪnðə skˈaɪ. aɪ mˌeɪd maɪ wˈeɪ θɹuː ðə dɹˈaɪv bᵻtwˌiːn ðə blˈæk ʃˈædoʊz ʌvðə fˈɔːɹɪst, ænd kˈeɪm æt lˈɛŋθ tə ðə bˈɪɡ ɡˈeɪts æt ðɪ ˈɛntɹəns, lˈɑːkt fɚðə nˈaɪt.