text_original: In the middle of the harbor, within cannon shot of the shore, upon a mass of rocks lashed by the waves, rose the lonely fortress of Munkholm, a gloomy prison which then held a prisoner celebrated for the splendor of his long prosperity and for his sudden disgrace.
text_transcription: IN THE MIDDLE OF THE HARBOR WITHIN CANNON SHOT OF THE SHORE UPON A MASS OF ROCKS LASHED BY THE WAVES ROSE THE LONELY FORTRESS OF MONGOLM A GLOOMY PRISON WHICH THEN HELD A PRISONER CELEBRATED FOR THE SPLENDOR OF HIS LONG PROSPERITY AND FOR HIS SUDDEN DISGRACE
phonemes: ɪnðə mˈɪdəl ʌvðə hˈɑːɹbɚ, wɪðˌɪn kˈænən ʃˈɑːt ʌvðə ʃˈɔːɹ, əpˌɑːn ɐ mˈæs ʌv ɹˈɑːks lˈæʃt baɪ ðə wˈeɪvz, ɹˈoʊz ðə lˈoʊnli fˈɔːɹtɹəs ʌv mˈʌŋkhoʊm, ɐ ɡlˈuːmi pɹˈɪzən wˌɪtʃ ðˈɛn hˈɛld ɐ pɹˈɪzənɚ sˈɛləbɹˌeɪɾᵻd fɚðə splˈɛndɚɹ ʌv hɪz lˈɔŋ pɹəspˈɛɹᵻɾi ænd fɔːɹ hɪz sˈʌdən dɪsɡɹˈeɪs.