text_original: And so, night after night, he tossed and groaned, and slept fitfully. Things grinned at him. He wakened feverish and worn. In the day things said, "What's the use? Why talk about democracy? Why talk about ideals?"
text_transcription: AND SO NIGHT AFTER NIGHT HE TOSSED AND GROANED AND SLEPT FITFULLY THINGS GRINNED AT HIM HE WAKENED FEVERISH AND WORN IN THE DAY THINGS SAID WHAT'S THE USE WHY TALK ABOUT DEMOCRACY WHY TALK ABOUT IDEALS
phonemes: ænd sˈoʊ, nˈaɪt ˈæftɚ nˈaɪt, hiː tˈɔst ænd ɡɹˈoʊnd, ænd slˈɛpt fˈɪtfəli. θˈɪŋz ɡɹˈɪnd æt hˌɪm. hiː wˈeɪkənd fˈiːvɚɹɪʃ ænd wˈɔːɹn. ɪnðə dˈeɪ θˈɪŋz sˈɛd, "wˌʌts ðə jˈuːs? wˌaɪ tˈɔːk ɐbˌaʊt dᵻmˈɑːkɹəsi? wˌaɪ tˈɔːk ɐbˌaʊt aɪdˈiəlz?"