text_original: Spring is a lovely thing in the highlands around Sabinsport. It covers the earth with delicate blossoms, turns the brown tracery of the trees to soft yellows and reds and greens, peoples the air with songsters.
text_transcription: SPRING IS A LOVELY THING IN THE HIGHLANDS AROUND SABINSPORT IT COVERS THE EARTH WITH DELICATE BLOSSOMS TURNS THE BROWN TRACERY OF THE TREES TO SOFT YELLOWS AND REDS AND GREENS PEOPLES THE AIR WITH SONGSTIRS
phonemes: spɹˈɪŋ ɪz ɐ lˈʌvli θˈɪŋ ɪnðə hˈaɪləndz ɚɹˈaʊnd sˈæbɪnspˌɔːɹt. ɪt kˈʌvɚz ðɪ ˈɜːθ wɪð dˈɛlᵻkət blˈɔsəmz, tˈɜːnz ðə bɹˈaʊn tɹˈeɪsɚɹi ʌvðə tɹˈiːz tə sˈɔft jˈɛloʊz ænd ɹˈɛdz ænd ɡɹˈiːnz, pˈiːpəlz ðɪ ˈɛɹ wɪð sˈɔŋstɚz.