text_original: The old woman shook her head and muttered over the little pile of wood, but she fed the fire, and then turned and looked down the long white trail.
text_transcription: THE OLD WOMAN SHOOK HER HEAD AND MUTTERED OVER THE LITTLE PILE OF WOOD BUT SHE FED THE FIRE AND THEN TURNED AND LOOKED DOWN THE LONG WHITE TRAIL
phonemes: ðɪ ˈoʊld wˈʊmən ʃˈʊk hɜː hˈɛd ænd mˈʌɾɚd ˌoʊvɚ ðə lˈɪɾəl pˈaɪl ʌv wˈʊd, bˌʌt ʃiː fˈɛd ðə fˈaɪɚ, ænd ðˈɛn tˈɜːnd ænd lˈʊkt dˌaʊn ðə lˈɔŋ wˈaɪt tɹˈeɪl.