text_original: So the soul waited till Hell's doors should ope. It opened never, but adown the sky There swung a carrot from a slender rope, And a voice reached her, sounding from on high, Saying, " If the carrot bear thee, there is hope." 28 THE LEGEND OF THE ALMOST SA VED She clutched the rescue by the Heavens sent.
text_transcription: SO THE SOUL WAITED TILL HELL'S DOORS SHOULD OPEN IT OPENED NEVER BUT ADOWN THE SKY THERE SWUNG A CARROT FROM A SLENDER ROPE AND THE VOICE REACHED HER SOUNDING FROM ON HIGH SAYING IF THE CARROT BEAR THEE THERE IS HOPE SHE CLUTCHED THE RESCUE BY THE HEAVEN SENT
phonemes: sˌoʊ ðə sˈoʊl wˈeɪɾᵻd tˈɪl hˈɛlz dˈɔːɹz ʃˌʊd ˈoʊp. ɪɾ ˈoʊpənd nˈɛvɚ, bˌʌt ɐdˈaʊn ðə skˈaɪ ðɛɹ swˈʌŋ ɐ kˈæɹət fɹʌm ɐ slˈɛndɚ ɹˈoʊp, ænd ɐ vˈɔɪs ɹˈiːtʃt hɜː, sˈaʊndɪŋ fɹʌm ˌɔn hˈaɪ, sˈeɪɪŋ, " ɪf ðə kˈæɹət bˈɛɹ ðˈiː, ðɛɹ ɪz hˈoʊp." twˈɛnti ˈeɪt ðə lˈɛdʒənd ʌvðɪ ˈɔːlmoʊst ˌɛsˈeɪ vˌiːˌiːdˈiː ʃiː klˈʌtʃt ðə ɹˈɛskjuː baɪ ðə hˈɛvənz sˈɛnt.