text_original: About two o'clock a black line came on the horizon, and slowly crept higher until it broke into giant, fantastic shapes. Mutterings arose, but the sun shone hot as ever.
text_transcription: ABOUT TWO O'CLOCK A BLACK LINE CAME ON THE HORIZON AND SLOWLY CREPT HIGHER UNTIL IT BROKE INTO GIANT FANTASTIC SHAPES MUTTERINGS AROSE BUT THE SUN SHONE HOT AS EVER
phonemes: ɐbˌaʊt tˈuː əklˈɑːk ɐ blˈæk lˈaɪn kˈeɪm ɔnðə hɚɹˈaɪzən, ænd slˈoʊli kɹˈɛpt hˈaɪɚɹ ʌntˈɪl ɪt bɹˈoʊk ˌɪntʊ dʒˈaɪənt, fæntˈæstɪk ʃˈeɪps. mˈʌɾɚɹɪŋz ɚɹˈoʊz, bˌʌt ðə sˈʌn ʃˈɑːn hˈɑːt æz ˈɛvɚ.