text_original: And sitting there they thought their thoughts, but their thoughts were different. For under this birch tree Horace Pendyce had stood and kissed his wife the very day he brought her home to Worsted Skeynes, and though he did not see the parallel between her and the birch tree that some poor imaginative creature might have drawn, yet was he thinking of that long past afternoon.
text_transcription: AND SITTING THERE THEY THOUGHT THEIR THOUGHTS BUT THEIR THOUGHTS WERE DIFFERENT FOR UNDER THIS BIRCH TREE HORACE PENDISE HAD STOOD AND KISSED HIS WIFE THE VERY DAY HE BROUGHT HER HOME TO WORSTED SKEINS AND THOUGH HE DID NOT SEE THE PARALLEL BETWEEN HER AND THE BIRCH TREE THAT SOME POOR IMAGINATIVE CREATURE MIGHT HAVE DRAWN YET WAS HE THINKING OF THAT LONG PAST AFTERNOON
phonemes: ænd sˈɪɾɪŋ ðɛɹ ðeɪ θˈɔːt ðɛɹ θˈɔːts, bˌʌt ðɛɹ θˈɔːts wɜː dˈɪfɹənt. fɔːɹ ˌʌndɚ ðɪs bˈɜːtʃ tɹˈiː hˈɔːɹəs pˈɛndaɪs hæd stˈʊd ænd kˈɪst hɪz wˈaɪf ðə vˈɛɹi dˈeɪ hiː bɹˈɔːt hɜː hˈoʊm tə wˈɜːstᵻd skˈeɪnz, ænd ðˌoʊ hiː dɪdnˌɑːt sˈiː ðə pˈæɹəlˌɛl bᵻtwˌiːn hɜː ænd ðə bˈɜːtʃ tɹˈiː ðæt sˌʌm pˈʊɹ ɪmˈædʒɪnətˌɪv kɹˈiːtʃɚ mˌaɪthɐv dɹˈɔːn, jˈɛt wʌz hiː θˈɪŋkɪŋ ʌv ðæt lˈɔŋ pˈæst ˌæftɚnˈuːn.