text_original: The train moved on and on, leaving what had been Benton far behind; and once more Allie opened her weary eyes to the dim, obscure reaches of the desert. Her heart beat very slowly under its leaden weight, its endless pang.
text_transcription: THE TRAIN MOVED ON AND ON LEAVING WHAT HAD BEEN BITTEN FAR BEHIND AND ONCE MORE ALLEY OPENED HER WEARY EYES TO THE DIM OBSCURE REACHES OF THE DESERT HER HEART BEAT VERY SLOWLY UNDER ITS LEADEN WEIGHT ITS ENDLESS PANG
phonemes: ðə tɹˈeɪn mˈuːvd ˌɔn ænd ˈɔn, lˈiːvɪŋ wʌt hɐdbɪn bˈɛntən fˈɑːɹ bᵻhˈaɪnd; ænd wˈʌns mˈɔːɹ ˈæli ˈoʊpənd hɜː wˈɪɹi ˈaɪz tə ðə dˈɪm, əbskjˈʊɹ ɹˈiːtʃᵻz ʌvðə dˈɛzɚt. hɜː hˈɑːɹt bˈiːt vˈɛɹi slˈoʊli ˌʌndɚɹ ɪts lˈɛdən wˈeɪt, ɪts ˈɛndləs pˈæŋ.