text_original: Then, too, there was Prussia, grovelling at the feet of Napoleon ; rejoicing in her heart of hearts at the humiliation of her ancient rival ; and yet dreading lest the next blow should fall on her.
text_transcription: THEN TOO THERE WAS PRUSSIA GROVELLING AT THE FEET OF NAPOLEON REJOICING IN HER HEART OF HEARTS AT THE HUMILIATION OF HER ANCIENT RIVAL AND YET DREADING LEST THE NEXT BLOW SHOULD FALL ON HER
phonemes: ðˈɛn, tˈuː, ðɛɹwˌʌz pɹˈʌʃə, ɡɹˈɑːvəlɪŋ æt ðə fˈiːt ʌv nɐpˈoʊlɪən ; ɹᵻdʒˈɔɪsɪŋ ɪn hɜː hˈɑːɹt ʌv hˈɑːɹts æt ðə hjˌuːmɪlɪˈeɪʃən ʌv hɜːɹ ˈeɪntʃənt ɹˈaɪvəl ; ænd jˈɛt dɹˈɛdɪŋ lˈɛst ðə nˈɛkst blˈoʊ ʃˌʊd fˈɔːl ˈɔn hɜː.