text_original: There was a mixture of the grotesque and terrible about them. Nor was the building itself devoid of a certain influence upon his mind. The ragged brickwork, overgrown with weeds, took with him the semblance of a human face, and seemed to keep a wary eye on what was going forward below.
text_transcription: THERE WAS A MIXTURE OF THE GROTESQUE AND TERRIBLE ABOUT THEM NOR WAS THE BUILDING ITSELF DEVOID OF A CERTAIN INFLUENCE UPON HIS MIND THE RAGGED BRICK WORK OVERGROWN WITH WEEDS TOOK WITH HIM THE SEMBLANCE OF A HUMAN FACE AND SEEMED TO KEEP A WARY EYE ON WHAT WAS GOING FORWARD BELOW
phonemes: ðɛɹwˌʌz ɐ mˈɪkstʃɚɹ ʌvðə ɡɹoʊtˈɛsk ænd tˈɛɹᵻbəl ɐbˈaʊt ðˌɛm. nˈɔːɹ wʌzðə bˈɪldɪŋ ɪtsˈɛlf dɪvˈɔɪd əvə sˈɜːʔn̩ ˈɪnfluːəns əpˌɑːn hɪz mˈaɪnd. ðə ɹˈæɡᵻd bɹˈɪkwɜːk, ˌoʊvɚɡɹˈoʊn wɪð wˈiːdz, tˈʊk wɪð hˌɪm ðə sˈɛmbləns əvə hjˈuːmən fˈeɪs, ænd sˈiːmd tə kˈiːp ɐ wˈɛɹi ˈaɪ ˌɔn wʌt wʌz ɡˌoʊɪŋ fˈɔːɹwɚd bᵻlˈoʊ.