text_original: ] On their legs, on their legs. On their legs onward. All with face pale as death Rose the Six Hundred, How dare he show his head ? "Rush from the wretch ! '' they said. Straight to the street beneath Strode the Six Hundred.
text_transcription: ON THEIR LEGS ON THEIR LEGS ON THEIR LEGS ONWARD ALL WITH FACE PALE AS DEATH ROSE THE SIX HUNDRED HOW DARE HE SHOW HIS HEAD RUSH FROM THE WRETCH THEY SAID STRAIGHT TO THE STREET BENEATH STRODE THE SIX HUNDRED
phonemes: ] ˌɔn ðɛɹ lˈɛɡz, ˌɔn ðɛɹ lˈɛɡz. ˌɔn ðɛɹ lˈɛɡz ˈɑːnwɚd. ˈɔːl wɪð fˈeɪs pˈeɪl æz dˈɛθ ɹˈoʊz ðə sˈɪks hˈʌndɹɪd, hˌaʊ dˈɛɹ hiː ʃˈoʊ hɪz hˈɛd ? "ɹˈʌʃ fɹʌmðə ɹˈɛtʃ ! ðeɪ sˈɛd. stɹˈeɪt tə ðə stɹˈiːt bᵻnˌiːθ stɹˈoʊd ðə sˈɪks hˈʌndɹɪd.