text_original: "These relics, doctor," cried the gatekeeper, glancing at the bag, which was lying on the ground, and from which a bald head protruded  "I ought to take them back with me."
text_transcription: THESE RELICS DOCTOR CRIED THE GATE KEEPER GLANCING AT THE BAG WHICH WAS LYING ON THE GROUND AND FROM WHICH A BALD HEAD PROTRUDED I OUGHT TO TAKE THEM BACK WITH ME
phonemes: "ðiːz ɹˈɛlɪks, dˈɑːktɚ," kɹˈaɪd ðə ɡˈeɪtkiːpɚ, ɡlˈænsɪŋ æt ðə bˈæɡ, wˌɪtʃ wʌz lˈaɪɪŋ ɔnðə ɡɹˈaʊnd, ænd fɹʌm wˈɪtʃ ɐ bˈɔːld hˈɛd pɹətɹˈuːdᵻd  "aɪ ˈɔːt tə tˈeɪk ðˌɛm bˈæk wɪð mˌiː."