text_original: Her eyes came to his, and sharply he realized that this was no dream  this cave whose walls seemed swaying, the face that was staring pitifully at him, and, beyond, in a ghastly green light, the dark silhouette of a lean man who bent his pointed head above a chest.
text_transcription: HER EYES CAME TO HIS AND SHARPLY HE REALIZED THAT THIS WAS NO DREAM THIS CAVE WHOSE WALLS SEEMED SWAYING THE FACE THAT WAS STARING PITIFULLY AT HIM AND BEYOND IN A GHASTLY GREEN LIGHT THE DARK SILHOUETTE OF A LEAN MAN WHO BENT HIS POINTED HEAD ABOVE A CHEST
phonemes: hɜːɹ ˈaɪz kˈeɪm tə hˈɪz, ænd ʃˈɑːɹpli hiː ɹˈiːəlaɪzd ðæt ðɪs wʌz nˈoʊ dɹˈiːm ðɪs kˈeɪv hˌuːz wˈɔːlz sˈiːmd swˈeɪɪŋ, ðə fˈeɪs ðæt wʌz stˈɛɹɪŋ pˈɪɾɪfəli æt hˌɪm, ænd, bᵻjˈɔnd, ɪn ɐ ɡˈæstli ɡɹˈiːn lˈaɪt, ðə dˈɑːɹk sˌɪlʊwˈɛt əvə lˈiːn mˈæn hˌuː bˈɛnt hɪz pˈɔɪntᵻd hˈɛd əbˌʌv ɐ tʃˈɛst.