text_original: A phrase or two, and the babble of three hundred voices had become silence; and when the song was done the crowd melted away, still in comparative stillness, while Vera stood on the landing to see them pass, as if she were holding a review.
text_transcription: A PHRASE OR TWO AND THE BABBLE OF THREE HUNDRED VOICES HAD BECOME SILENCE AND WHEN THE SONG WAS DONE THE CROWD MELTED AWAY STILL IN COMPARATIVE STILLNESS WHILE VERA STOOD ON THE LANDING TO SEE THEM PASS AS IF SHE WERE HOLDING A REVIEW
phonemes: ɐ fɹˈeɪz ɔːɹ tˈuː, ænd ðə bˈæbəl ʌv θɹˈiː hˈʌndɹɪd vˈɔɪsᵻz hæd bɪkˌʌm sˈaɪləns; ænd wɛn ðə sˈɔŋ wʌz dˈʌn ðə kɹˈaʊd mˈɛltᵻd ɐwˈeɪ, stˈɪl ɪn kəmpˈæɹətˌɪv stˈɪlnəs, wˌaɪl vˈiəɹə stˈʊd ɔnðə lˈændɪŋ tə sˈiː ðˌɛm pˈæs, æz ɪf ʃiː wɜː hˈoʊldɪŋ ɐ ɹᵻvjˈuː.