American English Audio-book excerpt - The Three Musketeers

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Description

This is a private sample based on the novel by Alexandre Dumas, The Three Musketeers. I have recorded it for my own demo reels, not for a specific job.

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Accents

French (General) North American (General) North American (US General American - GenAM)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
A young man we can sketch his portrait at a dash. Imagine to yourself! Don Quixote of 18. A Don Quixote without his course, lit without his coat of mail, without his quizzes. A Don Quixote clothed in a woolen doublet, the blue collar of which had faded into a nameless shade between lees of wine and a heavenly azure face. Long and brown high cheekbones, a sign of sagacity. The maxillary muscles enormously developed an infallible sign by which a gascon may always be detected even without his cap. And a young man wore a cap set off with a sort of feather, the eye open and intelligent, the nose hooked but finely chiseled too big for youth too small for a grown man. An experienced, I might have taken him for a farmer's son upon a journey, had it not been for the long sword which, dangling from a leather Baldrick hit against the calves of its owner as he walked, and against the rough side of his steed, when he was on horseback, for our young man had a steed, which was the observed of all observers. It was a barn pony from 12 to 14 years old. Yellow in his hide, without a hair in his tail, but not without winkles on his legs, which though going with his head lower than his knees, rendering a martingale quite unnecessary, contrived nevertheless, to perform his eight leagues a day. Unfortunately, the qualities of this horse were so well concealed under his strange called hide, and his unaccountable gate that at a time where everybody was a connoisseur in horseflesh! The appearance of the afore said pony, at which place he had entered, about a quarter of an hour before by the gate of agency produced an unfavorable feeling which extended to his rider, and this feeling had been more painfully perceived by young D'Artagnan. For so was the Don Quixote of the second resonant named from his not being able to conceal from himself the ridiculous appearance that such a steed gave him good horseman as he was. He had sighed deeply. Therefore, when accepting the gift of the pony from monsieur D'Artagnan the Elder, he was not ignorant that such a beast was worth at least 20 live, and the words which had accompanied the present were above all price