text_original: "The pipe," said he. "It is farther on," said I; "but observe the white web work which gleams from these cavern walls." He turned towards me, and looked into my eyes with two filmy orbs that distilled the rheum of intoxication.
text_transcription: THE PIPE SAID HE IT IS FARTHER ON SAID I BUT OBSERVE THE WHITE WEBWORK WHICH GLEAMS FROM THESE CAVERN WALLS HE TURNED TOWARD ME AND LOOKED INTO MY EYES WITH TWO FILMY ORBS THAT DISTILLED THE ROOM OF INTOXICATION
phonemes: "ðə pˈaɪp," sˈɛd hiː. "ɪɾ ɪz fˈɑːɹðɚɹ ˈɔn," sˈɛd ˈaɪ; "bˌʌt əbzˈɜːv ðə wˈaɪt wˈɛb wˈɜːk wˌɪtʃ ɡlˈiːmz fɹʌm ðiːz kˈævɚn wˈɔːlz." hiː tˈɜːnd təwˈɔːɹdz mˌiː, ænd lˈʊkt ˌɪntʊ maɪ ˈaɪz wɪð tˈuː fˈɪlmi ˈɔːɹbz ðæt dɪstˈɪld ðə ɹˈuːm ʌv ɪntˌɑːksɪkˈeɪʃən.