text_original: When the red fire of the sun glowed through the bare branches that morning, it seemed as if the campaign had spent itself like an arrow which drops at the foot of the mark.
text_transcription: WHEN THE RED FIRE OF THE SUN GLOWED THROUGH THE BARE BRANCHES THAT MORNING IT SEEMED AS IF THE CAMPAIGN HAD SPENT ITSELF LIKE AN ARROW WHICH DROPS AT THE FOOT OF THE MARK
phonemes: wˌɛn ðə ɹˈɛd fˈaɪɚɹ ʌvðə sˈʌn ɡlˈoʊd θɹuː ðə bˈɛɹ bɹˈæntʃᵻz ðæt mˈɔːɹnɪŋ, ɪt sˈiːmd æz ɪf ðə kæmpˈeɪn hæd spˈɛnt ɪtsˈɛlf lˈaɪk ɐn ˈæɹoʊ wˌɪtʃ dɹˈɑːps æt ðə fˈʊt ʌvðə mˈɑːɹk.