text_original: The silver sledge flashed in the sunlight and fell. The sound of the driving stroke did not come to Neale with the familiar spang of iron; it was soft, mellow, golden.
text_transcription: THE SILVER SLEDGE FLASHED IN THE SUNLIGHT AND FELL THE SOUND OF THE DRIVING STROKE DID NOT COME TO NEIL WITH THE FAMILIAR SPANG OF IRON IT WAS SOFT MELLOW GOLDEN
phonemes: ðə sˈɪlvɚ slˈɛdʒ flˈæʃt ɪnðə sˈʌnlaɪt ænd fˈɛl. ðə sˈaʊnd ʌvðə dɹˈaɪvɪŋ stɹˈoʊk dɪdnˌɑːt kˈʌm tə nˈiːl wɪððə fəmˈɪlɪɹ spˈæŋ ʌv ˈaɪɚn; ɪt wʌz sˈɔft, mˈɛloʊ, ɡˈoʊldən.