text_original: A light shone behind the iron gate. The rusty bolts creaked, the grating rose, the gate opened, and the ser  geant examined a parchment handed him by the new  comer.
text_transcription: A LIGHT SHONE BEHIND THE IRON GATE THE RUSTY BOLTS CREAKED THE GRATING ROSE THE GATE OPENED AND THE SERGEANT EXAMINED THE PARCHMENT HANDED HIM BY THE NEWCOMER
phonemes: ɐ lˈaɪt ʃˈɑːn bᵻhˌaɪnd ðɪ ˈaɪɚn ɡˈeɪt. ðə ɹˈʌsti bˈoʊlts kɹˈiːkt, ðə ɡɹˈeɪɾɪŋ ɹˈoʊz, ðə ɡˈeɪt ˈoʊpənd, ænd ðə sˈɜː dʒˈiːnt ɛɡzˈæmɪnd ɐ pˈɑːɹtʃmənt hˈændᵻd hˌɪm baɪ ðə nˈuː kˈʌmɚ.