text_original: In silence and sorrow we fled through the tall cane, nor dared to take one last look at the cabin, or the fields lying black in the spring sunlight. The shots had ceased, but ere we had reached the little clearing McCann had made they began again, though as distant as before.
text_transcription: IN SILENCE AND SORROW WE FLED THROUGH THE TALL CANE NOR DARED TO TAKE ONE LAST LOOK AT THE CABIN OR THE FIELDS LYING BLACK IN THE SPRING SUNLIGHT THE SHOTS HAD CEASED BUT ERE WE HAD REACHED THE LITTLE CLEARING THE CAN HAD MADE THEY BEGAN AGAIN THOUGH AS DISTANT AS BEFORE
phonemes: ɪn sˈaɪləns ænd sˈɑːɹoʊ wiː flˈɛd θɹuː ðə tˈɔːl kˈeɪn, nˈɔːɹ dˈɛɹd tə tˈeɪk wˈʌn lˈæst lˈʊk æt ðə kˈæbɪn, ɔːɹ ðə fˈiːldz lˈaɪɪŋ blˈæk ɪnðə spɹˈɪŋ sˈʌnlaɪt. ðə ʃˈɑːts hæd sˈiːst, bˌʌt ˈɛɹ wiː hæd ɹˈiːtʃt ðə lˈɪɾəl klˈɪɹɪŋ mə kˈæn hæd mˌeɪd ðeɪ bɪɡˈæn ɐɡˈɛn, ðˌoʊ æz dˈɪstənt æz bᵻfˈɔːɹ.