text_original: Louis Pasteur left his beloved little town of Arbois accompanied by one of his fellow pupils, Jules Vercel, in October, 1838. But no sooner had he reached Paris than a sombre melancholy seized him.
text_transcription: LOUIS PASTOR LEFT HIS BELOVED LITTLE TOWN OF ARROIS ACCOMPANIED BY ONE OF HIS FELLOW PUPILS JEU FAIRSELLE IN OCTOBER EIGHTEEN THIRTY EIGHT BUT NO SOONER HAD HE REACHED PARIS THAN A SOMBRE MELANCHOLY SEIZED HIM
phonemes: lˈuːi pæstˈʊɹ lˈɛft hɪz bᵻlˈʌvd lˈɪɾəl tˈaʊn ʌv ˈɑːɹbwɑː ɐkˈʌmpənid baɪ wˈʌn ʌv hɪz fˈɛloʊ pjˈuːpəlz, dʒˈuːlz vˈɜːsəl, ɪn ɑːktˈoʊbɚ, wˈʌn θˈaʊzənd ˈeɪthˈʌndɹɪd θˈɜːɾi ˈeɪt. bˌʌt nˈoʊ sˈuːnɚ hæd hiː ɹˈiːtʃt pˈæɹɪs ðˌænə sˈɑːmbɚ mˈɛləŋkˌɑːli sˈiːzd hˌɪm.