text_original: She looked at me timidly, appealingly, but I bowed and departed. The sun was riding up into the sky, the walls already glowing with his heat, and a midsummer languor seemed to pervade the streets as I walked along.
text_transcription: SHE LOOKED AT ME TIMIDLY APPEALINGLY BUT I BOWED AND DEPARTED THE SUN WAS RIDING UP INTO THE SKY THE WALLS ALREADY GLOWING WITH HIS HEAT AND A MIDSUMMER LANGUOR SEEMED TO PERVADE THE STREETS AS I WALKED ALONG
phonemes: ʃiː lˈʊkt æt mˌiː tˈɪmɪdli, ɐpˈiːlɪŋli, bˌʌt aɪ bˈaʊd ænd dᵻpˈɑːɹɾᵻd. ðə sˈʌn wʌz ɹˈaɪdɪŋ ˌʌp ˌɪntʊ ðə skˈaɪ, ðə wˈɔːlz ɔːlɹˌɛdi ɡlˈoʊɪŋ wɪð hɪz hˈiːt, ænd ɐ mˈɪdsʌmɚ lˈæŋɡjuːɚ sˈiːmd tə pɚvˈeɪd ðə stɹˈiːts æz aɪ wˈɔːkt ɐlˈɔŋ.