text_original: —And now, to the Bastille, ye intrepid Parisians! There grapeshot still threatens; thither all men's thoughts and steps are now tending. Old de Launay, as we hinted, withdrew "into his interior" soon after midnight of Sunday.
text_transcription: AND NOW TO THE BASTILE YE INTREPID PARISIANS THEIR GRAPE SHOT STILL THREATENS THITHER ALL MEN'S THOUGHTS AND STEPS ARE NOW TREADING OLD DE NONNAE AS WE HINTED WITHDREW INTO HIS INTERIOR SOON AFTER MIDNIGHT OF SUNDAY
phonemes: —ænd nˈaʊ, tə ðə bˈæstɪl, jiː ɪntɹˈɛpɪd pæɹˈɪʒənz! ðɛɹ ɡɹˈeɪpʃɑːt stˈɪl θɹˈɛʔn̩z; ðˈɪðɚɹ ˈɔːl mˈɛnz θˈɔːts ænd stˈɛps ɑːɹ nˈaʊ tˈɛndɪŋ. ˈoʊld də lˈɔːneɪ, æz wiː hˈɪntᵻd, wɪθdɹˈuː "ˌɪntʊ hɪz ɪntˈɪɹiɚ" sˈuːn ˈæftɚ mˈɪdnaɪt ʌv sˈʌndeɪ.