text_original: The gnats came out to dance, and at their dancing, every sound and scent and shape became the sounds and scents and shapes of evening; and there was evening in the Squire's heart. Slowly and stiffly he got up from the log and mounted to ride home.
text_transcription: THE GNATS CAME OUT TO DANCE AND AT THEIR DANCING EVERY SOUND AND SCENT AND SHAPE BECAME THE SOUNDS AND SCENTS AND SHAPES OF EVENING AND THERE WAS EVENING IN THE SQUIRE'S HEART SLOWLY AND STIFFLY HE GOT UP FROM THE LOG AND MOUNTED TO RIDE HOME
phonemes: ðə nˈæts kˈeɪm ˈaʊt tə dˈæns, ænd æt ðɛɹ dˈænsɪŋ, ˈɛvɹi sˈaʊnd ænd sˈɛnt ænd ʃˈeɪp bɪkˌeɪm ðə sˈaʊndz ænd sˈɛnts ænd ʃˈeɪps ʌv ˈiːvnɪŋ; ænd ðɛɹwˌʌz ˈiːvnɪŋ ɪnðə skwˈaɪɚz hˈɑːɹt. slˈoʊli ænd stˈɪfli hiː ɡɑːt ˌʌp fɹʌmðə lˈɔɡ ænd mˈaʊntᵻd tə ɹˈaɪd hˈoʊm.