text_original: Despair stirred up the foul dregs of his soul ; and after crawling prostrate like a tiger, like a tiger he sprang upon his enemy. It would have been hard to decide which of the two brothers was the most appalling, as they struggled, one with the brute ferocity of a wild beast, the other with the artful fury of a demon.
text_transcription: DESPAIR STIRRED UP THE FOUL DREGS OF HIS SOUL AND AFTER CRAWLING PROSTRATE LIKE A TIGER LIKE A TIGER HE SPRANG UPON HIS ENEMY IT WOULD HAVE BEEN HARD TO DECIDE WHICH OF THE TWO BROTHERS WAS THE MOST APPALLING AS THEY STRUGGLED ONE WITH THE BRUTE FEROCITY OF A WILD BEAST THE OTHER WITH THE ARTFUL FURY OF A DEMON
phonemes: dᵻspˈɛɹ stˈɜːd ˌʌp ðə fˈaʊl dɹˈɛɡz ʌv hɪz sˈoʊl ; ænd ˈæftɚ kɹˈɔːlɪŋ pɹˈɑːstɹeɪt lˈaɪk ɐ tˈaɪɡɚ, lˈaɪk ɐ tˈaɪɡɚ hiː spɹˈæŋ əpˌɑːn hɪz ˈɛnəmi. ɪt wʊdhɐv bˌɪn hˈɑːɹd tə dᵻsˈaɪd wˌɪtʃ ʌvðə tˈuː bɹˈʌðɚz wʌzðə mˈoʊst ɐpˈɔːlɪŋ, æz ðeɪ stɹˈʌɡəld, wˈʌn wɪððə bɹˈuːt fəɹˈɑːsᵻɾi əvə wˈaɪld bˈiːst, ðɪ ˈʌðɚ wɪððɪ ˈɑːɹtfəl fjˈʊɹɹi əvə dˈiːmən.