text_original: This poultice was scarce laid on, when the drummer, who had begun to abate of his exclamations, broke forth into such a hideous yell as made the whole company tremble, then, seizing a pewter pint pot that stood by him, squeezed the sides of it together, as if it had been made of pliant leather, grinding his teeth at the same time with a most horrible grin.
text_transcription: THIS POULTICE WAS SCARCE LAID ON WHEN THE DRUMMER WHO HAD BEGUN TO ABATE OF HIS EXCLAMATIONS BROKE FORTH INTO SUCH A HIDEOUS YELL AS MADE THE WHOLE COMPANY TREMBLE THEN SEIZING A PEWTER PINT POT THAT STOOD BY HIM SQUEEZED THE SIDES OF IT TOGETHER AS IF IT HAD BEEN MADE OF PLIANT LEATHER GRINDING HIS TEETH AT THE SAME TIME WITH A MOST HORRIBLE GRIN
phonemes: ðɪs pˈoʊltɪs wʌz skˈɛɹs lˈeɪd ˈɔn, wˌɛn ðə dɹˈʌmɚ, hˌuː hæd bɪɡˈʌn tʊ ɐbˈeɪt ʌv hɪz ɛksklɐmˈeɪʃənz, bɹˈoʊk fˈɔːɹθ ˌɪntʊ sˈʌtʃ ɐ hˈɪdiəs jˈɛl æz mˌeɪd ðə hˈoʊl kˈʌmpəni tɹˈɛmbəl, ðˈɛn, sˈiːzɪŋ ɐ pjˈuːɾɚ pˈaɪnt pˈɑːt ðæt stˈʊd baɪ hˌɪm, skwˈiːzd ðə sˈaɪdz ʌv ɪt təɡˈɛðɚ, æz ɪf ɪt hɐdbɪn mˌeɪd ʌv plˈaɪənt lˈɛðɚ, ɡɹˈaɪndɪŋ hɪz tˈiːθ æt ðə sˈeɪm tˈaɪm wɪð ɐ mˈoʊst hˈɔːɹɪbəl ɡɹˈɪn.