text_original: Each of the hundreds of caskets was adding its voice to the clacking chorus. * * * * * The paralysis that had held Garry's muscles was gone, and he came slowly to his feet to see the edge of the cover he had tried vainly to move, rising smoothly in the air.
text_transcription: EACH OF THE HUNDREDS OF CASKETS WAS ADDING ITS VOICE TO THE CLACKING CHORUS THE PARALYSIS THAT HAD HELD GARRY'S MUSCLES WAS GONE AND HE CAME SLOWLY TO HIS FEET TO SEE THE EDGE OF THE COVER HE HAD TRIED VAINLY TO MOVE RISING SMOOTHLY IN THE AIR
phonemes: ˈiːtʃ əv ðə hˈʌndɹɪdz ʌv kˈæskɪts wʌz ˈædɪŋ ɪts vˈɔɪs tə ðə klˈækɪŋ kˈɔːɹəs. ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk ðə pɚɹˈæləsˌɪs ðæt hæd hˈɛld ɡˈæɹiz mˈʌsəlz wʌz ɡˈɔn, ænd hiː kˈeɪm slˈoʊli tə hɪz fˈiːt tə sˈiː ðɪ ˈɛdʒ ʌvðə kˈʌvɚ hiː hæd tɹˈaɪd vˈeɪnli tə mˈuːv, ɹˈaɪzɪŋ smˈuːðli ɪnðɪ ˈɛɹ.