text_original: The days passed. The wind grew colder, and one subdued dawn we awoke to find that the pines had fantastic white arms, and the stream ran black between white banks.
text_transcription: THE DAYS PASSED THE WIND GREW COLDER AND ONE SUBDUED DAWN WE AWOKE TO FIND THAT THE PINES HAD FANTASTIC WHITE ARMS AND THE STREAM RAN BLACK BETWEEN WHITE BANKS
phonemes: ðə dˈeɪz pˈæst. ðə wˈɪnd ɡɹˈuː kˈoʊldɚ, ænd wˈʌn sʌbdˈuːd dˈɔːn wiː ɐwˈoʊk tə fˈaɪnd ðætðə pˈaɪnz hæd fæntˈæstɪk wˈaɪt ˈɑːɹmz, ænd ðə stɹˈiːm ɹˈæn blˈæk bᵻtwˌiːn wˈaɪt bˈæŋks.