text_original: "My God, Sir Basil, look at his hands and feet!" * * * * * Unani Assu, still lying like a recumbent bronze statue sculptured by a master, was perfect from shoulder to wrist, from thigh to ankle.
text_transcription: MY GOD SIR BASIL LOOK AT HIS HANDS AND FEET UNANI ASU STILL LYING LIKE A RECUMBENT BRONZE STATUE SCULPTURED BY A MASTER WAS PERFECT FROM SHOULDER TO WRIST FROM THIGH TO ANKLE
phonemes: "maɪ ɡˈɑːd, sˌɜː bˈeɪzəl, lˈʊk æt hɪz hˈændz ænd fˈiːt!" ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk juːnˈæni ɐsˈuː, stˈɪl lˈaɪɪŋ lˈaɪk ɐ ɹᵻkˈʌmbənt bɹˈɑːnz stˈætʃuː skˈʌlptʃɚd baɪ ɐ mˈæstɚ, wʌz pˈɜːfɛkt fɹʌm ʃˈoʊldɚ tə ɹˈɪst, fɹʌm θˈaɪ tʊ ˈæŋkəl.