text_original: As for the inhabitants, some of them who had once bowed to us with a smile now passed with faces averted. The cold set the miry roads like cement, in ruts and ridges. A flurry of snow came and powdered the roofs even as the French loaves are powdered.
text_transcription: AS FOR THE INHABITANTS SOME OF THEM WHO HAD ONCE BOWED TO US WITH A SMILE NOW PASSED WITH FACES AVERTED THE COAL SET THE MIRY ROADS LIKE CEMENT IN RUTS AND RIDGES A FLURRY OF SNOW CAME AND POWDERED THE ROOFS EVEN AS THE FRENCH LOAVES WERE POWDERED
phonemes: æz fɚðɪ ɪnhˈæbɪtənts, sˌʌm ʌv ðˌɛm hˌuː hæd wˈʌns bˈaʊd tʊ ˌʌs wɪð ɐ smˈaɪl nˈaʊ pˈæst wɪð fˈeɪsᵻz ɐvˈɜːɾᵻd. ðə kˈoʊld sˈɛt ðə mˈaɪɚɹi ɹˈoʊdz lˈaɪk sᵻmˈɛnt, ɪn ɹˈʌts ænd ɹˈɪdʒᵻz. ɐ flˈɜːɹi ʌv snˈoʊ kˈeɪm ænd pˈaʊdɚd ðə ɹˈuːfs ˈiːvən æz ðə fɹˈɛntʃ lˈoʊvz ɑːɹ pˈaʊdɚd.