text_original: Mayor Bailly, sent for through floods of Sansculottism, attempts academic oratory from his gilt state coach; realizes nothing but infinite hoarse cries of: 'Bread! To Versailles!'—and gladly shrinks within doors.
text_transcription: UNQUOTE MAYOR BAILEY SENT FOR THROUGH FLOODS OF SANCULATISM ATTEMPTS ACADEMIC ORATORY FROM HIS GILT STAGECOACH REALISES NOTHING BUT INFINITE HOARSE CRIES OF QUOTE BREAD TO VERSAILLES UNQUOTE AND GLADLY SHRINKS WITHIN DOORS
phonemes: mˈeɪɚ bˈeɪli, sˈɛnt fɔːɹ θɹuː flˈʌdz ʌv sˈænskjʊlˌɑːɾɪzəm, ɐtˈɛmpts ˌækədˈɛmɪk ˈɔːɹətˌɔːɹi fɹʌm hɪz ɡˈɪlt stˈeɪt kˈoʊtʃ; ɹˈiːəlaɪzᵻz nˈʌθɪŋ bˌʌt ˈɪnfɪnət hˈɔːɹs kɹˈaɪz ʌv: bɹˈɛd! tə vˈɜːseɪlz!—ænd ɡlˈædli ʃɹˈɪŋks wɪðˌɪn dˈɔːɹz.