text_original: He rose, put on his fur lined coat, and was about to leave the room, when the usher announced the chancellor's wife. This piece of ill luck confused the old soldier, who could laugh at the fiery rain of a hundred guns, but not at the artifices of a woman.
text_transcription: HE ROSE PUT ON HIS FUR LINED COAT AND WAS ABOUT TO LEAVE THE ROOM WHEN THE USHER ANNOUNCED THE CHANCELLOR'S WIFE THIS PIECE OF ILL LUCK CONFUSED THE OLD SOLDIER WHO COULD LAUGH AT THE FIERY REIN OF A HUNDRED GUNS BUT NOT AT THE ARTIFICES OF A WOMAN
phonemes: hiː ɹˈoʊz, pˌʊt ˌɔn hɪz fˈɜː lˈaɪnd kˈoʊt, ænd wʌz ɐbˌaʊt tə lˈiːv ðə ɹˈuːm, wˌɛn ðɪ ˈʌʃɚɹ ɐnˈaʊnst ðə tʃˈænsɛlɚz wˈaɪf. ðɪs pˈiːs ʌv ˈɪl lˈʌk kənfjˈuːzd ðɪ ˈoʊld sˈoʊldʒɚ, hˌuː kʊd lˈæf æt ðə fˈaɪɚɹi ɹˈeɪn əvə hˈʌndɹɪd ɡˈʌnz, bˌʌt nˌɑːt æt ðɪ ˈɑːɹɾɪfɪsᵻz əvə wˈʊmən.