text_original: About nine o'clock this morning the King passed by my window, moving silently along, excepting now and then a few strokes on the drum, which rendered the stillness more awful, through empty streets, surrounded by the National Guards, who, clustering round the carriage, seemed to deserve their name.
text_transcription: ABOUT NINE O'CLOCK THIS MORNING THE KING PASSED BY MY WINDOW MOVING SILENTLY ALONG EXCEPTING NOW AND THEN A FEW STROKES ON THE DRUM WHICH RENDERED THE STILLNESS MORE AWFUL THROUGH EMPTY STREETS SURROUNDED BY THE NATIONAL GUARDS WHO CLUSTERING ROUND THE CARRIAGE SEEMED TO DESERVE THEIR NAME
phonemes: ɐbˌaʊt nˈaɪn əklˈɑːk ðɪs mˈɔːɹnɪŋ ðə kˈɪŋ pˈæst baɪ maɪ wˈɪndoʊ, mˈuːvɪŋ sˈaɪləntli ɐlˈɔŋ, ɛksˈɛptɪŋ nˈaʊ ænd ðˈɛn ɐ fjˈuː stɹˈoʊks ɔnðə dɹˈʌm, wˌɪtʃ ɹˈɛndɚd ðə stˈɪlnəs mˈɔːɹ ˈɔːfəl, θɹuː ˈɛmpti stɹˈiːts, sɚɹˈaʊndᵻd baɪ ðə nˈæʃənəl ɡˈɑːɹdz, hˈuː, klˈʌstɚɹɪŋ ɹˈaʊnd ðə kˈæɹɪdʒ, sˈiːmd tə dɪzˈɜːv ðɛɹ nˈeɪm.