text_original: She heard clocks ticking: one that sounded solemn and slow, as if it were some awful mechanism that was measuring the fate of men; one with a thin and hurried beat, like the pulse of fever; she heard the heavy breathing of more than one sleeper; and presently, in front of the yard door, she came upon the watch dog, the Irish terrier, Boroo.
text_transcription: SHE HEARD CLOCKS TICKING ONE THAT SOUNDED SOLEMN AND SLOW AS IF IT WERE SOME AWFUL MECHANISM THAT WAS MEASURING THE FATE OF MEN ONE WITH A THIN AND HURRIED BEAT LIKE THE PULSE OF FEVER SHE HEARD THE HEAVY BREATHING OF MORE THAN ONE SLEEPER AND PRESENTLY IN FRONT OF THE YARD DOOR SHE CAME UPON THE WATCHDOG THE IRISH TERRIER BOO
phonemes: ʃiː hˈɜːd klˈɑːks tˈɪkɪŋ: wˈʌn ðæt sˈaʊndᵻd sˈɑːləm ænd slˈoʊ, æz ɪf ɪt wɜː sˌʌm ˈɔːfəl mˈɛkənˌɪzəm ðæt wʌz mˈɛʒɚɹɪŋ ðə fˈeɪt ʌv mˈɛn; wˈʌn wɪð ɐ θˈɪn ænd hˈɜːɹid bˈiːt, lˈaɪk ðə pˈʌls ʌv fˈiːvɚ; ʃiː hˈɜːd ðə hˈɛvi bɹˈiːðɪŋ ʌv mˈɔːɹ ðɐn wˈʌn slˈiːpɚ; ænd pɹˈɛzəntli, ɪn fɹˈʌnt ʌvðə jˈɑːɹd dˈɔːɹ, ʃiː kˈeɪm əpˌɑːn ðə wˈɑːtʃ dˈɑːɡ, ðɪ ˈaɪɹɪʃ tˈɛɹiɚ, bˈɔːɹuː.