text_original: She staggered, but the brave soul had no thought of faltering. I had a sight of a man on a plough horse with dangling harness coming up from somewhere, of the man leaping off, of ourselves being pitched on the animal's bony back and clinging there at the gallop, the man running at the side.
text_transcription: SHE STAGGERED BUT THE BRAVE SOUL HAD NO THOUGHT OF FALTERING I HAD A SIGHT OF A MAN ON A PLOUGH HORSE WITH DANGLING HARNESS COMING UP FROM SOMEWHERE OF THE MAN LEAPING OFF OF OURSELVES BEING PITCHED ON THE ANIMAL'S BONY BACK AND CLINGING THERE AT THE GALLOP THE MAN RUNNING AT THE SIDE
phonemes: ʃiː stˈæɡɚd, bˌʌt ðə bɹˈeɪv sˈoʊl hæd nˈoʊ θˈɔːt ʌv fˈɔltɚɹɪŋ. aɪ hæd ɐ sˈaɪt əvə mˈæn ˌɔn ɐ plˈaʊ hˈɔːɹs wɪð dˈæŋɡəlɪŋ hˈɑːɹnɪs kˈʌmɪŋ ˌʌp fɹʌm sˈʌmwɛɹ, ʌvðə mˈæn lˈiːpɪŋ ˈɔf, ʌv aʊɚsˈɛlvz bˌiːɪŋ pˈɪtʃt ɔnðɪ ˈænɪməlz bˈoʊni bˈæk ænd klˈɪŋɪŋ ðɛɹ æt ðə ɡˈæləp, ðə mˈæn ɹˈʌnɪŋ æt ðə sˈaɪd.