text_original: As long as I live I shall never forget the morning we started on our journey across the Blue Wall. Before the sun chased away the filmy veil of mist from the brooks in the valley, the McChesneys, father, mother, and children, were gathered to see us depart. And as they helped us to tighten the packsaddles Tom himself had made from chosen tree forks, they did not cease lamenting that we were going to certain death.
text_transcription: AS LONG AS I LIVE I SHALL NEVER FORGET THE MORNING WE STARTED ON OUR JOURNEY ACROSS THE BLUE WALL BEFORE THE SUN CHASED AWAY THE FILMY VEIL OF MIST FROM THE BROOKS IN THE VALLEY THE MACCESNEYS FATHER MOTHER AND CHILDREN WERE GATHERED TO SEE US DEPART AND AS THEY HELPED US TO TIGHTEN THE PACK SADDLES TOM HIMSELF HAD MADE FROM CHOSEN TREE FORKS THEY DID NOT CEASE LAMENTING THAT WE WERE GOING TO CERTAIN DEATH
phonemes: æz lˈɔŋ æz aɪ lˈɪv aɪʃˌɐl nˈɛvɚ fɚɡˈɛt ðə mˈɔːɹnɪŋ wiː stˈɑːɹɾᵻd ˌɔn ˌaʊɚ dʒˈɜːni əkɹˌɑːs ðə blˈuː wˈɔːl. bᵻfˌɔːɹ ðə sˈʌn tʃˈeɪst ɐwˈeɪ ðə fˈɪlmi vˈeɪl ʌv mˈɪst fɹʌmðə bɹˈʊks ɪnðə vˈæli, ðə mə tʃˈɛsniz, fˈɑːðɚ, mˈʌðɚ, ænd tʃˈɪldɹən, wɜː ɡˈæðɚd tə sˈiː ˌʌs dᵻpˈɑːɹt. ænd æz ðeɪ hˈɛlpt ˌʌs tə tˈaɪʔn̩ ðə pˈæksædəlz tˈɑːm hɪmsˈɛlf hæd mˌeɪd fɹʌm tʃˈoʊzən tɹˈiː fˈɔːɹks, ðeɪ dɪdnˌɑːt sˈiːs lɐmˈɛntɪŋ ðæt wiː wɜː ɡˌoʊɪŋ tə sˈɜːʔn̩ dˈɛθ.