text_original: He sat chained in a damp dungeon, where light and air never entered save through dark holes ; beside him was a supply of food for the remnant of his existence, — a loaf of black bread and a jug of water ; an iron collar weighed down his neck; iron fetters were about his hands and feet.
text_transcription: HE SAT CHAINED IN A DAMP DUNGEON WHERE LIGHT AND AIR NEVER ENTERED SAVE THROUGH DARK HOLES BESIDE HIM WAS A SUPPLY OF FOOD FOR THE REMNANT OF HIS EXISTENCE A LOAF OF BLACK BREAD AND A JUG OF WATER AN IRON COLLAR WEIGHED DOWN HIS NECK IRON FETTERS WERE ABOUT HIS HANDS AND FEET
phonemes: hiː sˈæt tʃˈeɪnd ɪn ɐ dˈæmp dˈʌndʒən, wˌɛɹ lˈaɪt ænd ˈɛɹ nˈɛvɚɹ ˈɛntɚd sˈeɪv θɹuː dˈɑːɹk hˈoʊlz ; bᵻsˌaɪd hˌɪm wʌzɐ səplˈaɪ ʌv fˈuːd fɚðə ɹˈɛmnənt ʌv hɪz ɛɡzˈɪstəns, — ɐ lˈoʊf ʌv blˈæk bɹˈɛd ænd ɐ dʒˈʌɡ ʌv wˈɔːɾɚ ; ɐn ˈaɪɚn kˈɑːlɚ wˈeɪd dˌaʊn hɪz nˈɛk; ˈaɪɚn fˈɛɾɚz wɜːɹ ɐbˌaʊt hɪz hˈændz ænd fˈiːt.