text_original: Dolores, having heard so much, yet so little, hovered over the bed in an ecstasy of unsatisfied hunger for more; Milo stood by, a magnificent statue in living bronze, his eyes set in a steady blaze on the face of his master.
text_transcription: DOLORES HAVING HEARD SO MUCH YET SO LITTLE HOVERED OVER THE BED IN AN ECSTASY OF UNSATISFIED HUNGER FOR MORE MILO STOOD BY A MAGNIFICENT STATUE IN LIVING BRONZE HIS EYES SET IN A STEADY BLAZE ON THE FACE OF HIS MASTER
phonemes: dəlˈɔːɹɪs, hˌævɪŋ hˈɜːd sˈoʊ mˌʌtʃ, jˈɛt sˌoʊ lˈɪɾəl, hˈʌvɚd ˌoʊvɚ ðə bˈɛd ɪn ɐn ˈɛkstəsi ʌv ʌnsˈæɾɪsfˌaɪd hˈʌŋɡɚ fɔːɹ mˈɔːɹ; mˈaɪloʊ stˈʊd bˈaɪ, ɐ mæɡnˈɪfɪsənt stˈætʃuː ɪn lˈɪvɪŋ bɹˈɑːnz, hɪz ˈaɪz sˈɛt ɪn ɐ stˈɛdi blˈeɪz ɔnðə fˈeɪs ʌv hɪz mˈæstɚ.