text_original: Rufe, with his head now enwrapped in crossed bandages, stared toward the great rock with a wavering expression in his smoldering eyes, an expression that hovered between reluctant submission, reawakened cupidity, and dawning hope.
text_transcription: RUFE WITH HIS HEAD NOW ENWRAPPED IN CROSSED BANDAGES STARED TOWARD THE GREAT ROCK WITH A WAVERING EXPRESSION IN HIS SMOULDERING EYES AN EXPRESSION THAT HOVERED BETWEEN RELUCTANT SUBMISSION REAWAKENED CUPIDITY AND DAWNING HOPE
phonemes: ɹˈuːf, wɪð hɪz hˈɛd nˈaʊ ɛnɹˈæpt ɪn kɹˈɔst bˈændɪdʒᵻz, stˈɛɹd təwˈɔːɹd ðə ɡɹˈeɪt ɹˈɑːk wɪð ɐ wˈeɪvɚɹɪŋ ɛkspɹˈɛʃən ɪn hɪz smˈoʊldɚɹɪŋ ˈaɪz, ɐn ɛkspɹˈɛʃən ðæt hˈʌvɚd bᵻtwˌiːn ɹᵻlˈʌktənt səbmˈɪʃən, ɹˈiːweɪkənd kjuːpˈɪdᵻɾi, ænd dˈɔːnɪŋ hˈoʊp.