text_original: Then the horned and unhorned denizens of the wood, with teeth chattering pitifully, flee through the copses and glades, and all, as they seek shelter, have this one care, to gain thick coverts or some hollow rock.
text_transcription: THEN THE HORNED AND UNHORNED DENIZENS OF THE WOOD WITH TEETH CHATTERING PITIFULLY FLEE THROUGH THE CROPSES AND GLADES AND ALL AS THEY SEEK SHELTER HAVE THIS ONE CARE TO GAIN THICK COVERTS OR SOME HOLLOW ROCK
phonemes: ðˈɛn ðə hˈɔːɹnd ænd ʌnhˈɔːɹnd dˈɛnɪzənz ʌvðə wˈʊd, wɪð tˈiːθ tʃˈæɾɚɹɪŋ pˈɪɾɪfəli, flˈiː θɹuː ðə kˈɑːpsᵻz ænd ɡlˈeɪdz, ænd ˈɔːl, æz ðeɪ sˈiːk ʃˈɛltɚ, hæv ðˈɪswˌʌn kˈɛɹ, tə ɡˈeɪn θˈɪk koʊvˈɜːts ɔːɹ sˌʌm hˈɑːloʊ ɹˈɑːk.