text_original: Never moth haunted lamp so persistently. Ever as he ran, up this pavement and down that, on the soft sounding soles of his bare feet, the smile on the boy's face grew more and more sleepy, but still he smiled and still he trotted, still paused at the window, and still started afresh.
text_transcription: NEVER MOTH HAUNTED LAMP SO PERSISTENTLY EVER AS HE RAN UP THIS PAVEMENT AND DOWN THAT ON THE SOFT SOUNDING SOLES OF HIS BARE FEET THE SMILE ON THE BOY'S FACE GREW MORE AND MORE SLEEPY BUT STILL HE SMILED AND STILL HE TROTTED STILL PAUSED AT THE WINDOW AND STILL STARTED AFRESH
phonemes: nˈɛvɚ mˈɑːθ hˈɔːntᵻd lˈæmp sˌoʊ pɚsˈɪstəntli. ˈɛvɚɹ æz hiː ɹˈæn, ˌʌp ðɪs pˈeɪvmənt ænd dˌaʊn ðˈæt, ɔnðə sˈɔft sˈaʊndɪŋ sˈoʊlz ʌv hɪz bˈɛɹ fˈiːt, ðə smˈaɪl ɔnðə bˈɔɪz fˈeɪs ɡɹˈuː mˈɔːɹ ænd mˈɔːɹ slˈiːpi, bˌʌt stˈɪl hiː smˈaɪld ænd stˈɪl hiː tɹˈɑːɾᵻd, stˈɪl pˈɔːzd æt ðə wˈɪndoʊ, ænd stˈɪl stˈɑːɹɾᵻd ɐfɹˈɛʃ.