text_original: Thus had Sweyn Erikson, riding the intolerant wave of antirobotism, come to the Creche. He stood now, in the long bare foyer, waiting. Behind him lay the Party and the League. The Council of Ten was in hand and helpless.
text_transcription: THUS HAD SWAIN ERICSSON RIDING THE INTOLERANT WAVE OF ANTIOBOTISM COME TO THE CRASH HE STOOD NOW IN THE LONG BARE FOYER WAITING BEHIND HIM LAY THE PARTY AND THE LEAGUE THE COUNCIL OF TEN WAS IN HAND AND HELPLESS
phonemes: ðˈʌs hæd swˈeɪn ˈɛɹɪksən, ɹˈaɪdɪŋ ðɪ ɪntˈɑːlɚɹənt wˈeɪv ʌv ˌæntɪɹˈoʊbətˌɪzəm, kˈʌm tə ðə kɹˈɛʃ. hiː stˈʊd nˈaʊ, ɪnðə lˈɔŋ bˈɛɹ fˈɔɪeɪ, wˈeɪɾɪŋ. bᵻhˌaɪnd hˌɪm lˈeɪ ðə pˈɑːɹɾi ænd ðə lˈiːɡ. ðə kˈaʊnsəl ʌv tˈɛn wʌz ɪn hˈænd ænd hˈɛlpləs.