text_original: — A head is held up, and the knitting  women, who scarcely lifted their eyes to look at it a moment ago when it could think and speak, count One. The second tumbrel empties and moves on ! the third comes up. Crash! — And the knitting women, never faltering or pausing in their work, count Two.
text_transcription: A HEAD IS HELD UP AND THE KNITTING WOMEN WHO SCARCELY LIFTED THEIR EYES TO LOOK AT IT A MOMENT AGO WHEN IT COULD THINK AND SPEAK COUNT ONE THE SECOND TUMBREL EMPTIES AND MOVES ON THE THIRD COMES UP CRASH AND THE KNITTING WOMEN NEVER FALTERING OR PAUSING IN THEIR WORK COUNT TWO
phonemes: — ɐ hˈɛd ɪz hˈɛld ˈʌp, ænd ðə nˈɪɾɪŋ wˈɪmɪn, hˌuː skˈɛɹsli lˈɪftᵻd ðɛɹ ˈaɪz tə lˈʊk æɾ ɪɾ ɐ mˈoʊmənt ɐɡˈoʊ wɛn ɪt kʊd θˈɪŋk ænd spˈiːk, kˈaʊnt wˌʌn. ðə sˈɛkənd tˈʌmbɹəl ˈɛmptiz ænd mˈuːvz ˈɔn ! ðə θˈɜːd kˈʌmz ˈʌp. kɹˈæʃ! — ænd ðə nˈɪɾɪŋ wˈɪmɪn, nˈɛvɚ fˈɔltɚɹɪŋ ɔːɹ pˈɔːzɪŋ ɪn ðɛɹ wˈɜːk, kˈaʊnt tˈuː.