text_original: He had spent his life in crushing the berries for his revenge, in mixing that dark and maddening draught ; and when the final moment came, when he lifted it to his lips, desire had left him, he had no taste for it.
text_transcription: HE HAD SPENT HIS LIFE IN CRUSHING THE BERRIES FOR HIS REVENGE IN MIXING THAT DARK AND MADDENING DRAUGHT AND WHEN THE FINAL MOMENT CAME WHEN HE LIFTED IT TO HIS LIPS DESIRE HAD LEFT HIM HE HAD NO TASTE FOR IT
phonemes: hiː hæd spˈɛnt hɪz lˈaɪf ɪn kɹˈʌʃɪŋ ðə bˈɛɹiz fɔːɹ hɪz ɹᵻvˈɛndʒ, ɪn mˈɪksɪŋ ðæt dˈɑːɹk ænd mˈædənɪŋ dɹˈæft ; ænd wɛn ðə fˈaɪnəl mˈoʊmənt kˈeɪm, wˌɛn hiː lˈɪftᵻd ɪt tə hɪz lˈɪps, dɪzˈaɪɚ hæd lˈɛft hˌɪm, hiː hæd nˈoʊ tˈeɪst fɔːɹ ɪt.