text_original: She brought out the first long letter she had sent after the war began and recalled details of what she had seen  could it be but eighteen months ago that she climbed to the highest tower of the Verdun citadel and looked over the town and country  and now, why now, those very buildings were many of them in heaps  all that fair country torn open, its great trees down, its farms desolate.
text_transcription: SHE BROUGHT OUT THE FIRST LONG LETTER SHE HAD SENT AFTER THE WAR BEGAN AND RECALLED DETAILS OF WHAT SHE HAD SEEN COULD IT BE BUT EIGHTEEN MONTHS AGO THAT SHE CLIMBED TO THE HIGHEST TOWER OF THE BURDAN CITADEL AND LOOKED OVER THE TOWN AND COUNTRY AND NOW WHY NOW THOSE VERY BUILDINGS WERE MANY OF THEM IN HEAPS ALL THAT FAIR COUNTRY TORN OPEN ITS GREAT TREES DOWN ITS FARMS DESOLATE
phonemes: ʃiː bɹˈɔːt ˈaʊt ðə fˈɜːst lˈɔŋ lˈɛɾɚ ʃiː hæd sˈɛnt ˈæftɚ ðə wˈɔːɹ bɪɡˈæn ænd ɹᵻkˈɔːld diːtˈeɪlz ʌv wʌt ʃiː hæd sˈiːn kʊd ɪt biː bˌʌt ˈeɪtiːn mˈʌnθs ɐɡˈoʊ ðæt ʃiː klˈaɪmd tə ðə hˈaɪɪst tˈaʊɚɹ ʌvðə vˈɜːdʌn sˈɪɾədˌɛl ænd lˈʊkt ˌoʊvɚ ðə tˈaʊn ænd kˈʌntɹi ænd nˈaʊ, wˌaɪ nˈaʊ, ðoʊz vˈɛɹi bˈɪldɪŋz wɜː mˈɛnɪəv ðˌɛm ɪn hˈiːps ˈɔːl ðæt fˈɛɹ kˈʌntɹi tˈɔːɹn ˈoʊpən, ɪts ɡɹˈeɪt tɹˈiːz dˈaʊn, ɪts fˈɑːɹmz dˈɛsələt.