text_original: There came a moment, the last, between life and death, when Beauty Stanton's soul lingered on the threshold of its lonely and eternal pilgrimage, and then drifted across into the gray shadows, into the unknown, out to the great beyond.
text_transcription: THERE CAME A MOMENT THE LAST BETWEEN LIFE AND DEATH WHEN BEAUTY STANTON'S SOUL LINGERED ON THE THRESHOLD OF ITS LONELY AND ETERNAL PILGRIMAGE AND THEN DRIFTED ACROSS THE GRAY SHADOWS INTO THE UNKNOWN OUT TO THE GREAT BEYOND
phonemes: ðɛɹ kˈeɪm ɐ mˈoʊmənt, ðə lˈæst, bᵻtwˌiːn lˈaɪf ænd dˈɛθ, wˌɛn bjˈuːɾi stˈæntənz sˈoʊl lˈɪŋɡɚd ɔnðə θɹˈɛʃoʊld ʌv ɪts lˈoʊnli ænd ɪtˈɜːnəl pˈɪlɡɹɪmɪdʒ, ænd ðˈɛn dɹˈɪftᵻd əkɹˌɑːs ˌɪntʊ ðə ɡɹˈeɪ ʃˈædoʊz, ˌɪntʊ ðɪ ʌnnˈoʊn, ˈaʊt tə ðə ɡɹˈeɪt bᵻjˈɔnd.