text_original: JUST now, beyond the turmoil and the din Of crowded streets that city walls shut in, I heard the whistle of a quail begin: "Bob White! Bob White!"
text_transcription: JUST NOW BEYOND THE TURMOIL AND THE DIN OF CROWDED STREETS THAT CITY WALLS SHUT IN I HEARD THE WHISTLE OF A QUAIL BEGIN BOB WHITE BOB WHITE
phonemes: dʒˈʌst nˈaʊ, bᵻjˌɔnd ðə tˈɜːmɔɪl ænd ðə dˈɪn ʌv kɹˈaʊdᵻd stɹˈiːts ðæt sˈɪɾi wˈɔːlz ʃˈʌt ˈɪn, aɪ hˈɜːd ðə wˈɪsəl əvə kwˈeɪl bɪɡˈɪn: "bˈɑːb wˈaɪt! bˈɑːb wˈaɪt!"