text_original: Within a month a crowd of soldiers gather at nightfall round their general's tent, force their way into his pre  sence, and carry him upon their shoulders through the camp, while their comrades salute their new Emperor with acclamations.
text_transcription: WITHIN A MONTH A CROWD OF SOLDIERS GATHER AT NIGHTFALL ROUND THEIR GENERAL'S TENT FORCE THEIR WAY INTO HIS PRESENCE AND CARRY HIM UPON THEIR SHOULDERS THROUGH THE CAMP WHILE THEIR COMRADES SALUTE THEIR NEW EMPEROR WITH ACCLAMATIONS
phonemes: wɪðˌɪn ɐ mˈʌnθ ɐ kɹˈaʊd ʌv sˈoʊldʒɚz ɡˈæðɚɹ æt nˈaɪtfɔːl ɹˈaʊnd ðɛɹ dʒˈɛnɚɹəlz tˈɛnt, fˈɔːɹs ðɛɹ wˈeɪ ˌɪntʊ hɪz pɹˈiː sˈɛns, ænd kˈæɹi hˌɪm əpˌɑːn ðɛɹ ʃˈoʊldɚz θɹuː ðə kˈæmp, wˌaɪl ðɛɹ kˈɑːmɹædz səlˈuːt ðɛɹ nˈuː ˈɛmpɚɹɚ wɪð ɐklɐmˈeɪʃənz.