text_original: Nina was at my side  and her flying from me into the wood, was a signal that some one approached. I raised my head; and beheld, descending from the Ruin on the Rock, the tall figure of a venerable man, with a white and flowing beard.
text_transcription: NINA WAS AT MY SIDE AND HER FLYING FROM ME INTO THE WOOD WAS A SIGNAL THAT SOME ONE APPROACHED I RAISED MY HEAD AND BEHELD DESCENDING FROM THE RUIN ON THE ROCK THE TALL FIGURE OF A VENERABLE MAN WITH A WHITE AND FLOWING BEARD
phonemes: nˈiːnə wʌz æt maɪ sˈaɪd ænd hɜː flˈaɪɪŋ fɹʌm mˌiː ˌɪntʊ ðə wˈʊd, wʌzɐ sˈɪɡnəl ðæt sˈʌmwʌn ɐpɹˈoʊtʃt. aɪ ɹˈeɪzd maɪ hˈɛd; ænd bᵻhˈɛld, dᵻsˈɛndɪŋ fɹʌmðə ɹˈuːɪn ɔnðə ɹˈɑːk, ðə tˈɔːl fˈɪɡjɚɹ əvə vˈɛnɚɹəbəl mˈæn, wɪð ɐ wˈaɪt ænd flˈoʊɪŋ bˈɪɹd.