Stop the Clocks - Audiobook Example
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (Canadian-General) North American (US General American - GenAM)Transcript
Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
Stop all the clocks. Cut off the telephone, prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone. Silence the pianos and with muffled drum. Bring out the coffin. Let the Mourners come, let airplane circle moaning overhead, scribbling on the sky. The message. He is dead. Put crept blows round the white necks of public doves. Let the traffic policeman where black cotton gloves. He was my north, my south, my east and west, my working week and my sunday rest. My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song. I thought that love would last forever. I was wrong. The stars are not wanted. Now put out everyone pack up the moon and dismantle the sun, pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood for nothing. Now can ever come to any good.