text_original: The lights of the village twinkled at our feet, and now and then a voice from below was caught and borne upward to us.
text_transcription: THE LIGHTS OF THE VILLAGE TWINKLED AT OUR FEET AND NOW AND THEN A VOICE FROM BELOW WAS CAUGHT AND BORNE UPWARD TO US
phonemes: ðə lˈaɪts ʌvðə vˈɪlɪdʒ twˈɪŋkəld æɾ ˌaʊɚ fˈiːt, ænd nˈaʊ ænd ðˈɛn ɐ vˈɔɪs fɹʌm bᵻlˌoʊ wʌz kˈɔːt ænd bˈɔːɹn ˈʌpwɚd tʊ ˌʌs.