text_original: From the very first novel of all we seem plunged in a strange world of contrast ; a world of beauti  ful light minded ladies, who spend their time in broidering red silk counterpanes, in reading THE ''HEPTAMERON." 243 *' La Belle Dame sans Merci," in devising in  terviews with their lovers, or in visiting the magician of the town to watch the wasting of wax effigies of those whom they would slay. Gallery was this wizard's name.
text_transcription: FROM THE VERY FIRST NOVEL OF ALL WE SEEM PLUNGED IN A STRANGE WORLD OF CONTRAST A WORLD OF BEAUTIFUL LIGHT MINDED LADIES WHO SPEND THEIR TIME IN BROIDERING RED SILK COUNTERPANES IN READING LA BELLE DAME SAINT MERCY IN DEVISING INTERVIEWS WITH THEIR LOVERS OR IN VISITING THE MAGICIAN OF THE TOWN TO WATCH THE WASTING OF WAX EFFIGIES OF THOSE WHOM THEY WOULD SLAY GALERIE WAS THIS WIZARD'S NAME
phonemes: fɹʌmðə vˈɛɹi fˈɜːst nˈɑːvəl ʌv ˈɔːl wiː sˈiːm plˈʌndʒd ɪn ɐ stɹˈeɪndʒ wˈɜːld ʌv kˈɑːntɹæst ; ɐ wˈɜːld ʌv bjˈuːɾi fˈʌl lˈaɪt mˈaɪndᵻd lˈeɪdiz, hˌuː spˈɛnd ðɛɹ tˈaɪm ɪn bɹˈɔɪdɚɹɪŋ ɹˈɛd sˈɪlk kˈaʊntɚpˌeɪnz, ɪn ɹˈiːdɪŋ ðə hˈɛptɐmɚɹən." tˈuːhˈʌndɹɪd fˈɔːɹɾi θɹˈiː ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk lˌæ bˈɛl dˈeɪm sˈænz mɛɹsˈiː," ɪn dɪvˈaɪzɪŋ ɪn tˈɜːvjuːz wɪð ðɛɹ lˈʌvɚz, ɔːɹ ɪn vˈɪzɪɾɪŋ ðə mɐdʒˈɪʃən ʌvðə tˈaʊn tə wˈɑːtʃ ðə wˈeɪstɪŋ ʌv wˈæks ˈɛfɪdʒiz ʌv ðoʊz hˈuːm ðeɪ wʊd slˈeɪ. ɡˈælɚɹi wʌz ðɪs wˈɪzɚdz nˈeɪm.