text_original: He stopped at times for breath, and his wonder grew as he climbed and the black mark took clearer form. At last he stood panting before it, to stare deep into the utter blackness of a passageway beyond an entrance of carved stone.
text_transcription: HE STOPPED AT TIMES FOR BREATH AND HIS WONDER GREW AS HE CLIMBED AND THE BLACK MARK TOOK CLEARER FORM AT LAST HE STOOD PANTING BEFORE IT TO STARE DEEP INTO THE UTTER BLACKNESS OF A PASSAGEWAY BEYOND AN ENTRANCE OF CARVED STONE
phonemes: hiː stˈɑːpt æt tˈaɪmz fɔːɹ bɹˈɛθ, ænd hɪz wˈʌndɚ ɡɹˈuː æz hiː klˈaɪmd ænd ðə blˈæk mˈɑːɹk tˈʊk klˈɪɹɚ fˈɔːɹm. æt lˈæst hiː stˈʊd pˈæntɪŋ bᵻfˈɔːɹ ɪt, tə stˈɛɹ dˈiːp ˌɪntʊ ðɪ ˈʌɾɚ blˈæknəs əvə pˈæsɪdʒwˌeɪ bᵻjˌɔnd ɐn ˈɛntɹəns ʌv kˈɑːɹvd stˈoʊn.