text_original: Vera went out upon the balcony and looked down at the little town, and the distant ridge where the walls of a monastery rose white against the grey November sky.
text_transcription: VERA WENT OUT UPON THE BALCONY AND LOOKED DOWN AT THE LITTLE TOWN AND THE DISTANT RIDGE WHERE THE WALLS OF A MONASTERY ROSE WHITE AGAINST THE GRAY NOVEMBER SKY
phonemes: vˈiəɹə wɛnt ˈaʊt əpˌɑːn ðə bˈælkəni ænd lˈʊkt dˌaʊn æt ðə lˈɪɾəl tˈaʊn, ænd ðə dˈɪstənt ɹˈɪdʒ wˌɛɹ ðə wˈɔːlz əvə mˈɑːnɐstɚɹi ɹˈoʊz wˈaɪt ɐɡˈɛnst ðə ɡɹˈeɪ noʊvˈɛmbɚ skˈaɪ.