text_original: But at last, in the still, sultry air, she could hear Big Ben strike eleven. Oh, eleven ! Then it was all over. She might as well take of the pretty grey dress, unpin the bunch of roses.
text_transcription: BUT AT LAST IN THE STILL SULTRY AIR SHE COULD HEAR BIG BENDS STRIKE ELEVEN OH ELEVEN THEN IT WAS ALL OVER SHE MIGHT AS WELL TAKE OFF THE PRETTY GRAY DRESS UNPIN THE BUNCH OF ROSES
phonemes: bˌʌt æt lˈæst, ɪnðə stˈɪl, sˈʌltɹi ˈɛɹ, ʃiː kʊd hˈɪɹ bˈɪɡ bˈɛn stɹˈaɪk ᵻlˈɛvən. ˈoʊ, ᵻlˈɛvən ! ðˈɛn ɪt wʌz ˈɔːl ˈoʊvɚ. ʃiː mˌaɪt æz wˈɛl tˈeɪk ʌvðə pɹˈɪɾi ɡɹˈeɪ dɹˈɛs, ʌnpˈɪn ðə bˈʌntʃ ʌv ɹˈoʊzᵻz.