text_original: When the enemy was at the city gates, Vitel  lius slunk quietly away in a litter, with his butler and his cook to bear him company, in the hope of flying to the South.
text_transcription: WHEN THE ENEMY WAS AT THE CITY GATES BETELLIUS SLUNK QUIETLY AWAY IN A LITTER WITH HIS BUTLER AND HIS COOK TO BEAR HIM COMPANY IN THE HOPE OF FLYING TO THE SOUTH
phonemes: wˌɛn ðɪ ˈɛnəmi wʌz æt ðə sˈɪɾi ɡˈeɪts, vˈɪɾəl lˈɪəs slˈʌŋk kwˈaɪətli ɐwˈeɪ ɪn ɐ lˈɪɾɚ, wɪð hɪz bˈʌtlɚ ænd hɪz kˈʊk tə bˈɛɹ hˌɪm kˈʌmpəni, ɪnðə hˈoʊp ʌv flˈaɪɪŋ tə ðə sˈaʊθ.