text_original: No one heard the report as its dying echoes were pro  longed from rock to rock ; for the Hash of the powder had no sooner lighted up the darkness, the fatal crack of the gun had no sooner burst upon the silence, than a thou  sand terrible voices rang out unexpectedly from mountain, valley, and forest ; a shout of " Long live the king
text_transcription: NO ONE HEARD THE REPORT AS ITS DYING ECHOES WERE PROLONGED FROM ROCK TO ROCK FOR THE FLASH OF THE POWDER HAD NO SOONER LIGHTED UP THE DARKNESS THE FATAL CRACK OF THE GUN HAD NO SOONER BURST UPON THE SILENCE THAN A THOUSAND TERRIBLE VOICES RANG OUT UNEXPECTEDLY FROM MOUNTAIN VALLEY AND FOREST A SHOUT OF LONG LIVE THE KING
phonemes: nˈoʊwˈʌn hˈɜːd ðə ɹᵻpˈɔːɹt æz ɪts dˈaɪɪŋ ˈɛkoʊz wɜː pɹˈoʊ lˈɔŋd fɹʌm ɹˈɑːk tə ɹˈɑːk ; fɚðə hˈæʃ ʌvðə pˈaʊdɚ hæd nˈoʊ sˈuːnɚ lˈaɪɾᵻd ˌʌp ðə dˈɑːɹknəs, ðə fˈeɪɾəl kɹˈæk ʌvðə ɡˈʌn hæd nˈoʊ sˈuːnɚ bˈɜːst əpˌɑːn ðə sˈaɪləns, ðˌænə ðˈaʊ sˈænd tˈɛɹᵻbəl vˈɔɪsᵻz ɹˈæŋ ˈaʊt ˌʌnɛkspˈɛktᵻdli fɹʌm mˈaʊntɪn, vˈæli, ænd fˈɔːɹɪst ; ɐ ʃˈaʊt ʌv " lˈɔŋ lˈaɪv ðə kˈɪŋ