text_original: The cries, the curses, the murmurs even, were hushed. Throwing back his head, arching his chest, the notes of a song rose in the heavy air.
text_transcription: THE CRIES THE CURSES THE MURMURS EVEN WERE HUSHED THROWING BACK HIS HEAD ARCHING HIS CHEST THE NOTES OF A SONG ROSE IN THE HEAVY AIR
phonemes: ðə kɹˈaɪz, ðə kˈɜːsᵻz, ðə mˈɜːmɚz ˈiːvən, wɜː hˈʌʃt. θɹˈoʊɪŋ bˈæk hɪz hˈɛd, ˈɑːɹtʃɪŋ hɪz tʃˈɛst, ðə nˈoʊts əvə sˈɔŋ ɹˈoʊz ɪnðə hˈɛvi ˈɛɹ.