text_original: But for a quarter of an hour there wasn't the slightest sign of movement, except when the wind gently ruffled his feathers—and how exquisite they were, the blue so unlike the ordinary blue, the red much more red than the London robins, and the bronze brown so glinting.
text_transcription: BUT FOR A QUARTER OF AN HOUR THERE WASN'T THE SLIGHTEST SIGN OF MOVEMENT EXCEPT WHEN THE WIND GENTLY RUFFLED HIS FEATHERS AND HOW EXQUISITE THEY WERE THE BLUE SO UNLIKE THE ORDINARY BLUE THE RED MUCH MORE RED THAN THE LONDON ROBINS AND THE BRONZE BROWN SO GLINTING
phonemes: bˌʌt fɚɹə kwˈɔːɹɾɚɹ əvən ˈaʊɚ ðɛɹ wˈʌzn̩t ðə slˈaɪɾɪst sˈaɪn ʌv mˈuːvmənt, ɛksˈɛpt wɛn ðə wˈɪnd dʒˈɛntli ɹˈʌfəld hɪz fˈɛðɚz—ænd hˌaʊ ɛkskwˈɪsɪt ðeɪ wɜː, ðə blˈuː sˌoʊ ʌnlˈaɪk ðɪ ˈɔːɹdɪnˌɛɹi blˈuː, ðə ɹˈɛd mˈʌtʃ mˈɔːɹ ɹˈɛd ðɐn ðə lˈʌndən ɹˈɑːbɪnz, ænd ðə bɹˈɑːnz bɹˈaʊn sˌoʊ ɡlˈɪntɪŋ.