text_original: Of sunshine there was none. Clouds overlaid the sky as with a shroud of mist, and everything looked sad, rainy, and threatening under a fine drizzle which was beating against the window panes, and streaking their dull, dark surfaces with runlets of cold, dirty moisture.
text_transcription: OF SUNSHINE THERE WAS NONE CLOUDS OVERLAID THE SKY AS WITH A SHROUD OF MIST AND EVERYTHING LOOKED SAD RAINY AND THREATENING UNDER A FINE DRIZZLE WHICH WAS BEATING AGAINST THE WINDOW PANES AND STREAKING THEIR DULL DARK SURFACES WITH RUNLETS OF COLD DIRTY MOISTURE
phonemes: ʌv sˈʌnʃaɪn ðɛɹwˌʌz nˈʌn. klˈaʊdz ˌoʊvɚlˈeɪd ðə skˈaɪ æz wɪð ɐ ʃɹˈaʊd ʌv mˈɪst, ænd ˈɛvɹɪθˌɪŋ lˈʊkt sˈæd, ɹˈeɪni, ænd θɹˈɛʔn̩ɪŋ ˌʌndɚɹ ɐ fˈaɪn dɹˈɪzəl wˌɪtʃ wʌz bˈiːɾɪŋ ɐɡˈɛnst ðə wˈɪndoʊ pˈeɪnz, ænd stɹˈiːkɪŋ ðɛɹ dˈʌl, dˈɑːɹk sˈɜːfɪsᵻz wɪð ɹˈʌnlɪts ʌv kˈoʊld, dˈɜːɾi mˈɔɪstʃɚ.