text_original: "May you never be as near death again," said the Colonel, grimly, as he gave the order to march. The fourth day passed, and we left behind us the patches of forest and came into the open prairie,  as far as the eye could reach a long, level sea of waving green.
text_transcription: MAY YOU NEVER BE AS NEAR DEATH AGAIN SAID THE COLONEL GRIMLY AS HE GAVE THE ORDER TO MARCH THE FOURTH DAY PASSED AND WE LEFT BEHIND US THE PATCHES OF FOREST AND CAME INTO THE OPEN PRAIRIE AS FAR AS THE EYE COULD REACH A LONG LEVEL SEA OF WAVING GREEN
phonemes: "mˈeɪ juː nˈɛvɚ biː æz nˌɪɹ dˈɛθ ɐɡˈɛn," sˈɛd ðə kˈɜːnəl, ɡɹˈɪmli, æz hiː ɡˈeɪv ðɪ ˈɔːɹdɚ tə mˈɑːɹtʃ. ðə fˈɔːɹθ dˈeɪ pˈæst, ænd wiː lˈɛft bᵻhˌaɪnd ˌʌs ðə pˈætʃᵻz ʌv fˈɔːɹɪst ænd kˈeɪm ˌɪntʊ ðɪ ˈoʊpən pɹˈɛɹi,  æz fˈɑːɹ æz ðɪ ˈaɪ kʊd ɹˈiːtʃ ɐ lˈɔŋ, lˈɛvəl sˈiː ʌv wˈeɪvɪŋ ɡɹˈiːn.