text_original: Through roarings and cursings; through hustlings, clutchings, and at last through strokes! Your escort is hustled aside, felled down; Hulin sinks exhausted on a heap of stones. Miserable de Launay! He shall never enter the Hotel de Ville: only his "bloody hair queue, held up in a bloody hand;" that shall enter, for a sign. The bleeding trunk lies on the steps there; the head is off through the streets; ghastly, aloft on a pike.
text_transcription: THROUGH ROARINGS AND CURSINGS THROUGH HUSTLINGS CLUTCHINGS AND AT LAST THROUGH STROKES YOUR ESCORT IS AS ALL DECIDE FELL DOWN UHLAN SINKS EXHAUSTED ON A HEAP OF STONES MISERABLE DELAUNAY HE SHALL NEVER ENTER THE HOTEL DE VILLE HONI HIS BLOODY HAIR CUE HELD UP IN A BLOODY HAND THAT SHALL ENTER FOR A SIGN THE BLEEDING TRUNK LIES ON THE STEPS THERE THE HEAD IS OFF THROUGH THE STREETS GHASTLY ALOFT ON A PIKE
phonemes: θɹuː ɹˈɔːɹɪŋz ænd kˈɜːsɪŋz; θɹuː hˈʌslɪŋz, klˈʌtʃɪŋz, ænd æt lˈæst θɹuː stɹˈoʊks! jʊɹ ˈɛskɔːɹt ɪz hˈʌsəld ɐsˈaɪd, fˈɛld dˈaʊn; hjˈʊlɪn sˈɪŋks ɛɡzˈɔːstᵻd ˌɔn ɐ hˈiːp ʌv stˈoʊnz. mˈɪzɹəbəl də lˈɔːneɪ! hiː ʃˌæl nˈɛvɚɹ ˈɛntɚ ðə hoʊtˈɛl də vˈɪl: ˈoʊnli hˈɪz "blˈʌdi hˈɛɹ kjˈuː, hˈɛld ˌʌp ɪn ɐ blˈʌdi hˈænd;" ðæt ʃˌæl ˈɛntɚ, fɚɹə sˈaɪn. ðə blˈiːdɪŋ tɹˈʌŋk lˈaɪz ɔnðə stˈɛps ðˈɛɹ; ðə hˈɛd ɪz ˈɔf θɹuː ðə stɹˈiːts; ɡˈæstli, ɐlˈɔft ˌɔn ɐ pˈaɪk.