text_original: I have crossed great strips of wilderness since, but always there was love to go back to. Then I was leaving the only being in the world that remained to me. I must have walked two hours or more before I came to the mire of a cross road, and there I stood in a quandary of doubt as to which side led to Charlestown.
text_transcription: I HAVE CROSSED GREAT STRIPS OF WILDERNESS SINCE BUT ALWAYS THERE WAS LOVE TO GO BACK TO THEN I WAS LEAVING THE ONLY BEING IN THE WORLD THAT REMAINED TO ME I MUST HAVE WALKED TWO HOURS OR MORE BEFORE I CAME TO THE MIRE OF A CROSS ROAD AND THERE I STOOD IN A QUANDARY OF DOUBT AS TO WHICH SIDE LED TO CHARLESTOWN
phonemes: aɪ hæv kɹˈɔst ɡɹˈeɪt stɹˈɪps ʌv wˈɪldɚnəs sˈɪns, bˌʌt ˈɔːlweɪz ðɛɹwˌʌz lˈʌv tə ɡˌoʊ bˈæk tuː. ðˈɛn aɪ wʌz lˈiːvɪŋ ðɪ ˈoʊnli bˌiːɪŋ ɪnðə wˈɜːld ðæt ɹᵻmˈeɪnd tə mˌiː. aɪ mˈʌstɐv wˈɔːkt tˈuː ˈaʊɚz ɔːɹ mˈɔːɹ bᵻfˌɔːɹ aɪ kˈeɪm tə ðə mˈaɪɚɹ əvə kɹˈɔs ɹˈoʊd, ænd ðɛɹ aɪ stˈʊd ɪn ɐ kwˈɔndɚɹi ʌv dˈaʊt æz tʊ wˌɪtʃ sˈaɪd lˈɛd tə tʃˈɑːɹlztaʊn.