text_original: The same glimmer also ran like a silver belt across the stream, and revealed the great, stern, fortress like pile of the Penitentiary  perhaps the most dismal looking structure in the whole metropolis. The world of habitations beyond this melancholy prison was buried in darkness.
text_transcription: THE SAME GLIMMER ALSO RAN LIKE A SILVER BELT ACROSS THE STREAM AND REVEALED THE GREAT STERN FORTRESS LIKE PILE OF THE PENITENTIARY PERHAPS THE MOST DISMAL LOOKING STRUCTURE IN THE WHOLE METROPOLIS THE WORLD OF HABITATIONS BEYOND THIS MELANCHOLY PRISON WAS BURIED IN DARKNESS
phonemes: ðə sˈeɪm ɡlˈɪmɚɹ ˈɔːlsoʊ ɹˈæn lˈaɪk ɐ sˈɪlvɚ bˈɛlt əkɹˌɑːs ðə stɹˈiːm, ænd ɹᵻvˈiːld ðə ɡɹˈeɪt, stˈɜːn, fˈɔːɹtɹəs lˈaɪk pˈaɪl ʌvðə pˌɛnɪtˈɛnʃjɚɹi pɚhˈæps ðə mˈoʊst dˈɪzməl lˈʊkɪŋ stɹˈʌktʃɚɹ ɪnðə hˈoʊl mətɹˈɑːpəlˌɪs. ðə wˈɜːld ʌv hˌæbɪtˈeɪʃənz bᵻjˌɔnd ðɪs mˈɛləŋkˌɑːli pɹˈɪzən wʌz bˈɛɹid ɪn dˈɑːɹknəs.