text_original: The hunter, knowing every inch of the ground, sprang round a shorter curve, and reached the path at the end of the gully just as the boar at full trot leaped down. Levelling his long weapon, with all his might he drove the blade with a terrific lunge between the boar's ribs, just back of the heart.
text_transcription: THE HUNTER KNOWING EVERY INCH OF THE GROUND SPRANG ROUND THE SHORTER CURVE AND REACHED THE PATH AT THE END OF THE GULLY JUST AS THE BOAR AT FULL TROT LEAPED DOWN LEVELING HIS LONG WEAPON WITH ALL HIS MIGHT HE DROVE THE BLADE WITH A TERRIFIC LUNGE BETWEEN THE BOAR'S RIBS JUST BACK OF THE HEART
phonemes: ðə hˈʌntɚ, nˈoʊɪŋ ˈɛvɹi ˈɪntʃ ʌvðə ɡɹˈaʊnd, spɹˈæŋ ɹˈaʊnd ɐ ʃˈɔːɹɾɚ kˈɜːv, ænd ɹˈiːtʃt ðə pˈæθ æt ðɪ ˈɛnd ʌvðə ɡˈʌli dʒˈʌst æz ðə bˈɔːɹ æt fˈʊl tɹˈɑːt lˈiːpt dˈaʊn. lˈɛvəlɪŋ hɪz lˈɔŋ wˈɛpən, wɪð ˈɔːl hɪz mˌaɪt hiː dɹˈoʊv ðə blˈeɪd wɪð ɐ tɚɹˈɪfɪk lˈʌndʒ bᵻtwˌiːn ðə bˈɔːɹz ɹˈɪbz, dʒˈʌst bˈæk ʌvðə hˈɑːɹt.