text_original: Provost Flesselles stricken long since with the paleness of death, must descend from his seat, "to be judged at the Palais Royal:"—alas, to be shot dead, by an unknown hand, at the turning of the first street!
text_transcription: PROVOSTOLLY SELF STRICKEN LONG SINCE WITH THE PALENESS OF DEATH MUST DESCEND FROM HIS SEAT TO BE JUDGED AT THE PALAIS ROYAL ALAS TO BE SHOT DEAD BY AN UNKNOWN HAND AT THE TURNING OF THE FIRST STREET
phonemes: pɹˈɑːvɑːst flɛsˈɛlz stɹˈɪkən lˈɔŋ sˈɪns wɪððə pˈeɪlnəs ʌv dˈɛθ, mˈʌst dᵻsˈɛnd fɹʌm hɪz sˈiːt, "təbi dʒˈʌdʒd æt ðə pˈæleɪ ɹˈɔɪəl:"—ɐlˈæs, təbi ʃˈɑːt dˈɛd, baɪ ɐn ʌnnˈoʊn hˈænd, æt ðə tˈɜːnɪŋ ʌvðə fˈɜːst stɹˈiːt!