text_original: That morning, thirty seven servants had watched every motion of her eye; its spell once darkened by death, every one fled with such plunder as they could secure.
text_transcription: THAT MORNING THIRTY SEVEN SERVANTS HAD WATCHED EVERY MOTION OF HER EYE ITS SPELL ONCE DARKENED BY DEATH EVERY ONE FLED WITH SUCH PLUNDER AS THEY COULD SECURE
phonemes: ðæt mˈɔːɹnɪŋ, θˈɜːɾi sˈɛvən sˈɜːvənts hæd wˈɑːtʃt ˈɛvɹi mˈoʊʃən ʌv hɜːɹ ˈaɪ; ɪts spˈɛl wˈʌns dˈɑːɹkənd baɪ dˈɛθ, ˈɛvɹi wˈʌn flˈɛd wɪð sˈʌtʃ plˈʌndɚɹ æz ðeɪ kʊd sᵻkjˈʊɹ.