text_original: The charioteers standing on their well woven cars, urged on their swift horses with loose rein; the jointed cars flew along clattering and the naves of the wheels shrieked loudly. So they were engaged in an unending toil, and the end with victory came never to them, and the contest was ever unwon.
text_transcription: THE CHARIOTEERS STANDING ON THEIR WELL WOVEN CARS URGED ON THEIR SWIFT HORSES WITH LOOSE REIN THE JOINTED CARS FLEW ALONG CLATTERING AND THE NAVES OF THE WHEELS SHRIEKED LOUDLY SO THEY WERE ENGAGED IN AN UNENDING TOIL AND THE END WITH VICTORY CAME NEVER TO THEM AND THE CONTEST WAS EVER UNWON
phonemes: ðə tʃˌæɹiətˈɪɹz stˈændɪŋ ˌɔn ðɛɹ wˈɛl wˈoʊvən kˈɑːɹz, ˈɜːdʒd ˌɔn ðɛɹ swˈɪft hˈɔːɹsᵻz wɪð lˈuːs ɹˈeɪn; ðə dʒˈɔɪntᵻd kˈɑːɹz flˈuː ɐlˈɔŋ klˈæɾɚɹɪŋ ænd ðə nˈeɪvz ʌvðə wˈiːlz ʃɹˈiːkt lˈaʊdli. sˌoʊ ðeɪ wɜːɹ ɛŋɡˈeɪdʒd ɪn ɐn ˌʌnˈɛndɪŋ tˈɔɪl, ænd ðɪ ˈɛnd wɪð vˈɪktɚɹi kˈeɪm nˈɛvɚ tə ðˌɛm, ænd ðə kˈɑːntɛst wʌz ˈɛvɚɹ ʌnwˈʌn.