text_original: With a bound of returning sense I looked for Weldon. He had fallen asleep on the bank above, his body dropped across the trunk of the oak. I leaped on the trunk and made my way along it, stepping over him, until I reached and hid myself in the great roots of the tree on the bank above.
text_transcription: WITH A BOUND OF RETURNING SENSE I LOOKED FOR WELDOM HE HAD FALLEN ASLEEP ON THE BANK ABOVE HIS BODY DROPPED ACROSS THE TRUNK OF THE OAK I LEAPED ON THE TRUNK AND MADE MY WAY ALONG IT STEPPING OVER HIM UNTIL I REACHED AND HID MYSELF IN THE GREAT ROOTS OF THE TREE ON THE BANK ABOVE
phonemes: wɪð ɐ bˈaʊnd ʌv ɹᵻtˈɜːnɪŋ sˈɛns aɪ lˈʊkt fɔːɹ wˈɛldən. hiː hæd fˈɔːlən ɐslˈiːp ɔnðə bˈæŋk əbˈʌv, hɪz bˈɑːdi dɹˈɑːpt əkɹˌɑːs ðə tɹˈʌŋk ʌvðɪ ˈoʊk. aɪ lˈiːpt ɔnðə tɹˈʌŋk ænd mˌeɪd maɪ wˈeɪ ɐlˈɔŋ ɪt, stˈɛpɪŋ ˈoʊvɚ hˌɪm, ʌntˈɪl aɪ ɹˈiːtʃt ænd hˈɪd maɪsˈɛlf ɪnðə ɡɹˈeɪt ɹˈuːts ʌvðə tɹˈiː ɔnðə bˈæŋk əbˈʌv.