text_original: In the midst of the blazing torches, the Lochaber axes, the guns and naked swords, that hemmed him in, the helpless, hopeless victim was swept along. A rope was readily found, but a gib  bet was not forthcoming; a byer's pole served at the need.
text_transcription: IN THE MIDST OF THE BLAZING TORCHES THE LUKABRE AXES THE GUNS AND NAKED SWORDS THAT HEMMED HIM IN THE HELPLESS HOPELESS VICTIM WAS SWEPT ALONG A ROPE WAS READILY FOUND BUT A GIBBET WAS NOT FORTHCOMING A BUYER'S POLE SERVED AT THE NEED
phonemes: ɪnðə mˈɪdst ʌvðə blˈeɪzɪŋ tˈɔːɹtʃᵻz, ðə lˈɑːtʃeɪbɚɹ ˈæksᵻz, ðə ɡˈʌnz ænd nˈeɪkᵻd sˈɔːɹdz, ðæt hˈɛmd hˌɪm ˈɪn, ðə hˈɛlpləs, hˈoʊpləs vˈɪktɪm wʌz swˈɛpt ɐlˈɔŋ. ɐ ɹˈoʊp wʌz ɹˈɛdili fˈaʊnd, bˌʌt ɐ dʒˈɪb bˈɛt wʌz nˌɑːt fˈɔːɹθkʌmɪŋ; ɐ bˈaɪɚz pˈoʊl sˈɜːvd æt ðə nˈiːd.