text_original: 172 IV. Flushed all iheir faces fair, Flashed all their jewels rare, Scratched all their shoulders bare, 'Jhrusling each other — while Outsiders wondered: Into the Presence Room, Taking their turn they come, — Some looking very glum O'er trains sore  sundered; — Kiss hand, and outwards back. Fagged, the Four Hundred ! V. Crowds to the right of them.
text_transcription: FOUR FLUSHED ALL THEIR FACES FAIR FLASHED ALL THEIR JEWELS WHERE SCRATCHED ALL THEIR SHOULDERS BARE THRUSTING EACH OTHER WHILE OUTSIDE US WANDERED INTO THE PRESENCE ROOM TAKING THEIR TURN THEY COME SOME LOOKING VERY GLUM OVERTRAINS SORE SUNDERED KISS HAND AND OUTWARDS BACK FAGGED THE FOUR HUNDRED FIVE CROWDS TO THE RIGHT OF THEM
phonemes: wˈʌnhˈʌndɹɪd sˈɛvənti tˈuː ɹˌoʊmən fˈɔːɹ. flˈʌʃt ˈɔːl ˈaɪɛɹ fˈeɪsᵻz fˈɛɹ, flˈæʃt ˈɔːl ðɛɹ dʒˈuːəlz ɹˈɛɹ, skɹˈætʃt ˈɔːl ðɛɹ ʃˈoʊldɚz bˈɛɹ, dʒˈeɪhɹˈʌslɪŋ ˈiːtʃ ˈʌðɚ — wˌaɪl aʊtsˈaɪdɚz wˈʌndɚd: ˌɪntʊ ðə pɹˈɛzəns ɹˈuːm, tˈeɪkɪŋ ðɛɹ tˈɜːn ðeɪ kˈʌm, — sˌʌm lˈʊkɪŋ vˈɛɹi ɡlˈʌm ˈɔːɹ tɹˈeɪnz sˈɔːɹ sˈʌndɚd; — kˈɪs hˈænd, ænd ˈaʊtwɚdz bˈæk. fˈæɡd, ðə fˈɔːɹ hˈʌndɹɪd ! vˈiː. kɹˈaʊdz tə ðə ɹˈaɪt ʌv ðˌɛm.