text_original: She threw up her head, snorted, and stood still; and there passed just in front of us a pony and her foal, shapes of scampering dusk, whisked like blurred shadows across a sheet.
text_transcription: SHE THREW UP HER HEAD SNORTED AND STOOD STILL AND THERE PASSED JUST IN FRONT OF US A PONY AND HER FOAL SHAPES OF SCAMPERING DUSK WHISKED LIKE BLURRED SHADOWS ACROSS A SHEET
phonemes: ʃiː θɹˈuː ˌʌp hɜː hˈɛd, snˈɔːɹɾᵻd, ænd stˈʊd stˈɪl; ænd ðɛɹ pˈæst dʒˈʌst ɪn fɹˈʌnt ʌv ˌʌs ɐ pˈoʊni ænd hɜː fˈoʊl, ʃˈeɪps ʌv skˈæmpɚɹɪŋ dˈʌsk, wˈɪskt lˈaɪk blˈɜːd ʃˈædoʊz əkɹˌɑːs ɐ ʃˈiːt.