text_original: Allie struggled weakly. He looked so gray, grim, and terrible. But she could resist neither his strength nor his spirit. She lay quiet and met the clear, strange fire of his eyes.
text_transcription: ALI STRUGGLED WEAKLY HE LOOKED SO GRAVE GRIM AND TERRIBLE BUT SHE COULD RESIST NEITHER HIS STRENGTH NOR HIS SPIRIT SHE LAY QUIET AND MET THE CLEAR STRANGE FIRE OF HIS EYES
phonemes: ˈæli stɹˈʌɡəld wˈiːkli. hiː lˈʊkt sˌoʊ ɡɹˈeɪ, ɡɹˈɪm, ænd tˈɛɹᵻbəl. bˌʌt ʃiː kʊd ɹᵻzˈɪst nˈiːðɚ hɪz stɹˈɛŋθ nˈɔːɹ hɪz spˈɪɹɪt. ʃiː lˈeɪ kwˈaɪət ænd mˈɛt ðə klˈɪɹ, stɹˈeɪndʒ fˈaɪɚɹ ʌv hɪz ˈaɪz.