text_original: To picture the misery of these men is well nigh impossible. They stood sluggishly in groups, dazed by suffering, and their faces were drawn and their eyes ringed, their beards and hair matted. And many found it in their hearts to curse Clark and that government for which he fought.
text_transcription: TO PICTURE THE MISERY OF THESE MEN IS WELL NIGH IMPOSSIBLE THEY STOOD SLUGGISHLY IN GROUPS DAZED BY SUFFERING AND THEIR FACES WERE DRAWN AND THEIR EYES RINGED THEIR BEARDS AND HAIR MATTED AND MANY FOUND IT IN THEIR HEARTS TO CURSE CLARK AND THAT GOVERNMENT FOR WHICH HE FOUGHT
phonemes: tə pˈɪktʃɚ ðə mˈɪzɚɹi ʌv ðiːz mˈɛn ɪz wˈɛl nˈaɪ ɪmpˈɑːsᵻbəl. ðeɪ stˈʊd slˈʌɡɪʃli ɪn ɡɹˈuːps, dˈeɪzd baɪ sˈʌfɚɹɪŋ, ænd ðɛɹ fˈeɪsᵻz wɜː dɹˈɔːn ænd ðɛɹ ˈaɪz ɹˈɪŋɡd, ðɛɹ bˈɪɹdz ænd hˈɛɹ mˈæɾᵻd. ænd mˈɛni fˈaʊnd ɪɾ ɪn ðɛɹ hˈɑːɹts tə kˈɜːs klˈɑːɹk ænd ðæt ɡˈʌvɚnmənt fɔːɹ wˌɪtʃ hiː fˈɔːt.