text_original: The hot white mist seemed to grow denser as the evening advanced ; the red sun blazed and flashed on every available scrap of crystal ; the gas lamps newly illumined, strove against that setting sun. It was all light, and heat, and noise, and confusion, Eleanor thought, upon the boulevard.
text_transcription: THE HOT WHITE MIST SEEMED TO GROW DENSER AS THE EVENING ADVANCED THE RED SUN BLAZED AND FLASHED ON EVERY AVAILABLE SCRAP OF CRYSTAL THE GAS LAMPS NEWLY ILLUMINED STROVE AGAINST THAT SETTING SUN IT WAS ALL LIGHT AND HEAT AND NOISE AND CONFUSION ELEANOR THOUGHT UPON THE BOULEVARD
phonemes: ðə hˈɑːt wˈaɪt mˈɪst sˈiːmd tə ɡɹˈoʊ dˈɛnsɚɹ æz ðɪ ˈiːvnɪŋ ɐdvˈænst ; ðə ɹˈɛd sˈʌn blˈeɪzd ænd flˈæʃt ˌɔn ˈɛvɹi ɐvˈeɪləbəl skɹˈæp ʌv kɹˈɪstəl ; ðə ɡˈæs lˈæmps nˈuːli ɪlˈuːmɪnd, stɹˈoʊv ɐɡˈɛnst ðæt sˈɛɾɪŋ sˈʌn. ɪt wʌz ˈɔːl lˈaɪt, ænd hˈiːt, ænd nˈɔɪz, ænd kənfjˈuːʒən, ᵻlˈiːnɚ θˈɔːt, əpˌɑːn ðə bˈuːlɪvˌɑːɹd.