text_original: "Thou wast in Jerusalem?" she ventured timidly. Ben Hesed looked up; something in the flower like beauty and innocence of the child face, guarded by its pathetic, unseeing eyes, moved him strangely. The gloom lifted from his brow.
text_transcription: THOU WAST IN JERUSALEM SHE VENTURED TIMIDLY BEN HAS SAID LOOKED UP SOMETHING IN THE FLOWER LIKE BEAUTY AND INNOCENCE OF THE CHILD FACE GUARDED BY ITS PATHETIC UNSEEING EYES MOVED HIM STRANGELY THE GLOOM LIFTED FROM HIS BROW
phonemes: "ðˈaʊ wɑːst ɪn dʒɚɹˈuːsələm?" ʃiː vˈɛntʃɚd tˈɪmɪdli. bˈɛn hˈiːzd lˈʊkt ˈʌp; sˈʌmθɪŋ ɪnðə flˈaʊɚ lˈaɪk bjˈuːɾi ænd ˈɪnəsəns ʌvðə tʃˈaɪld fˈeɪs, ɡˈɑːɹdᵻd baɪ ɪts pɐθˈɛɾɪk, ʌnsˈiːɪŋ ˈaɪz, mˈuːvd hˌɪm stɹˈeɪndʒli. ðə ɡlˈuːm lˈɪftᵻd fɹʌm hɪz bɹˈaʊ.