text_original: She stands among savage leopards and hyenas ready to spring upon her; she knows her fate and asks no mercy. But far up in the seats above some loving friend has dropped at her feet a rose, "the last token"; and with one hand on the wall to balance her swaying steps she forgets for the instant the death that lies before her and gazes upward to the face of the friend whose love will help her to meet the horrors of the next moment.
text_transcription: SHE STANDS AMONG SAVAGE LEOPARDS AND HYENAS READY TO SPRING UPON HER SHE KNOWS HER FATE AND ASKS NO MERCY BUT FAR UP IN THE SEATS ABOVE SOME LOVING FRIEND HAS DROPPED AT HER FEET A ROSE THE LAST TOKEN AND WITH ONE HAND ON THE WALL TO BALANCE HER SWAYING STEPS SHE FORGETS FOR THE INSTANT THE DEATH THAT LIES BEFORE HER AND GAZES UPWARD TO THE FACE OF THE FRIEND WHOSE LOVE WILL HELP HER TO MEET THE HORRORS OF THE NEXT MOMENT
phonemes: ʃiː stˈændz ɐmˌʌŋ sˈævɪdʒ lˈɛpɚdz ænd haɪˈiːnəz ɹˈɛdi tə spɹˈɪŋ əpˌɑːn hɜː; ʃiː nˈoʊz hɜː fˈeɪt ænd ˈæsks nˈoʊ mˈɜːsi. bˌʌt fˈɑːɹ ˌʌp ɪnðə sˈiːts əbˌʌv sˌʌm lˈʌvɪŋ fɹˈɛnd hɐz dɹˈɑːpt æt hɜː fˈiːt ɐ ɹˈoʊz, "ðə lˈæst tˈoʊkən"; ænd wɪð wˈʌn hˈænd ɔnðə wˈɔːl tə bˈæləns hɜː swˈeɪɪŋ stˈɛps ʃiː fɚɡˈɛts fɚðɪ ˈɪnstənt ðə dˈɛθ ðæt lˈaɪz bᵻfˌɔːɹ hɜː ænd ɡˈeɪzᵻz ˈʌpwɚd tə ðə fˈeɪs ʌvðə fɹˈɛnd hˌuːz lˈʌv wɪl hˈɛlp hɜː tə mˈiːt ðə hˈɔɹɚz ʌvðə nˈɛkst mˈoʊmənt.