text_original: Dost thou not see that it is now that we must make good our escape? Once the man hath recovered himself we are lost. I can hear the bells of his beast, let us seize it and flee away into the desert that we may find the magician who can open the eyes of them that see not."
text_transcription: DOST THOU NOT SEE THAT IT IS NOW THAT WE MUST MAKE OUR ESCAPE ONCE THE MAN HATH RECOVERED HIMSELF WE ARE LOST I CAN HEAR THE BELLS OF HIS BEAST LET US SEIZE IT AND FLEE AWAY INTO THE DESERT THAT WE MAY FIND THE MAGICIAN WHO CAN OPEN THE EYES OF THEM THAT SEE NOT
phonemes: dˈɑːst ðˈaʊ nˌɑːt sˈiː ðˌɐɾɪt ɪz nˈaʊ ðæt wiː mˈʌst mˌeɪk ɡˈʊd ˌaʊɚɹ ɛskˈeɪp? wˈʌns ðə mˈæn hæθ ɹᵻkˈʌvɚd hɪmsˈɛlf wiː ɑːɹ lˈɔst. aɪ kæn hˈɪɹ ðə bˈɛlz ʌv hɪz bˈiːst, lˈɛt ˌʌs sˈiːz ɪt ænd flˈiː ɐwˈeɪ ˌɪntʊ ðə dˈɛzɚt ðæt wiː mˈeɪ fˈaɪnd ðə mɐdʒˈɪʃən hˌuː kæn ˈoʊpən ðɪ ˈaɪz ʌv ðˌɛm ðæt sˈiː nˈɑːt."