text_original: The early sound of a horn called out some wretched recruits to perform their morning exercise in the court yards of the Louvre. The cheerful voices of workpeople echoed in the streets j dogs were barking, birds singing, the yellow sun mounting in a cloudless heaven.
text_transcription: THE EARLY SOUND OF A HORN CALLED OUT SOME WRETCHED RECRUITS TO PERFORM THEIR MORNING EXERCISE IN THE COURTYARDS OF THE LOUVRE THE CHEERFUL VOICES OF WORKPEOPLE ECHOED IN THE STREETS DOGS WERE BARKING BIRDS SINGING THE YELLOW SUN MOUNTING IN A CLOUDLESS HEAVEN
phonemes: ðɪ ˈɜːli sˈaʊnd əvə hˈɔːɹn kˈɔːld ˈaʊt sˌʌm ɹˈɛtʃᵻd ɹᵻkɹˈuːts tə pɚfˈɔːɹm ðɛɹ mˈɔːɹnɪŋ ˈɛksɚsˌaɪz ɪnðə kˈɔːɹt jˈɑːɹdz ʌvðə lˈuːv. ðə tʃˈɪɹfəl vˈɔɪsᵻz ʌv wˈɜːkpiːpəl ˈɛkoʊd ɪnðə stɹˈiːts dʒˈeɪ dˈɑːɡz wɜː bˈɑːɹkɪŋ, bˈɜːdz sˈɪŋɪŋ, ðə jˈɛloʊ sˈʌn mˈaʊntɪŋ ɪn ɐ klˈaʊdləs hˈɛvən.