text_original: The deep and guttural song of it rose and fell with a horrid fierceness. An agonized voice was in my ears, and I halted, ashamed. It was Polly Ann's.
text_transcription: THE DEEP AND GUTTURAL SOUND OF IT ROSE AND FELL WITH A HORRID FIERCENESS AN AGONIZED VOICE WAS IN MY EARS AND I HALTED ASHAMED IT WAS POLLYANS
phonemes: ðə dˈiːp ænd ɡˈʌɾɚɹəl sˈɔŋ ʌv ɪt ɹˈoʊz ænd fˈɛl wɪð ɐ hˈɔːɹɪd fˈɪɹsnəs. ɐn ˈæɡənˌaɪzd vˈɔɪs wʌz ɪn maɪ ˈɪɹz, ænd aɪ hˈɔltᵻd, ɐʃˈeɪmd. ɪt wʌz pˈɑːli ˈænz.