text_original: One night I awoke with the sweat starting from my brow, trying to collect my senses, and I lay on my blanket listening to such plaintive and heart rending cries as I had never known.
text_transcription: ONE NIGHT I AWOKE WITH THE SWEAT STARTING FROM MY BROW TRYING TO COLLECT MY SENSES AND I LAY ON MY BLANKET LISTENING TO SUCH PLAINTIFF AND HEART RENDING CRIES AS I HAD NEVER KNOWN
phonemes: wˈʌn nˈaɪt aɪ ɐwˈoʊk wɪððə swˈɛt stˈɑːɹɾɪŋ fɹʌm maɪ bɹˈaʊ, tɹˈaɪɪŋ tə kəlˈɛkt maɪ sˈɛnsᵻz, ænd aɪ lˈeɪ ˌɔn maɪ blˈæŋkɪt lˈɪsənɪŋ tə sˈʌtʃ plˈeɪntɪv ænd hˈɑːɹt ɹˈɛndɪŋ kɹˈaɪz æz aɪ hæd nˈɛvɚ nˈoʊn.