text_original: They are heaping _tabourets_ (stools of honour), benches and all moveables, against the door; at which the axe of Insurrection thunders.—But did brave Miomandre perish, then, at the Queen's door? No, he was fractured, slashed, lacerated, left for dead; he has nevertheless crawled hither; and shall live, honoured of loyal France.
text_transcription: THEY ARE HEAPING TABARETS STOOLS OF HONOR BENCHES AND ALL MOVABLES AGAINST THE DOOR AT WHICH THE ACTS OF INSURRECTION THUNDERS BUT DID BRAVE MEOMEN DRAY PERISH THEN AT THE QUEEN'S DOOR NO HE WAS FRACTURED SLASHED LACERATED LEFT FOR DEAD HE HAS NEVERTHELESS CRAWLED HITHER AND SHALL LIVE HONORED OF LOYAL FRANCE
phonemes: ðeɪ ɑːɹ hˈiːpɪŋ tˈæbɜːɹəts (stˈuːlz ʌv ˈɑːnɚ), bˈɛntʃᵻz ænd ˈɔːl mˈuːvəbəlz, ɐɡˈɛnst ðə dˈɔːɹ; æt wˌɪtʃ ðɪ ˈæks ʌv ɪnsɚɹˈɛkʃən θˈʌndɚz.—bˌʌt dˈɪd bɹˈeɪv mɪˈɑːmændɚ pˈɛɹɪʃ, ðˈɛn, æt ðə kwˈiːnz dˈɔːɹ? nˈoʊ, hiː wʌz fɹˈæktʃɚd, slˈæʃt, lˈæsɚɹˌeɪɾᵻd, lˈɛft fɔːɹ dˈɛd; hiː hɐz nˌɛvɚðəlˈɛs kɹˈɔːld hˈɪðɚ; ænd ʃˌæl lˈɪv, ˈɑːnɚd ʌv lˈɔɪəl fɹˈæns.