text_original: Here we first knew raging thirst, and longed for the loam specked water we had scorned, as our tired feet tore through the grass. For Saunders, our guide, took a line across the open in plain sight of any eye that might be watching from the forest cover.
text_transcription: HERE WE FIRST KNEW RAGING THIRST AND LONGED FOR THE LOAM SPECKLED WATER WE HAD SCORNED AS OUR TIRED FEET TORE THROUGH THE GRASS FOR SAUNDERS OUR GUIDE TOOK A LINE ACROSS THE OPEN AND PLAIN SIGHT OF ANY EYE THAT MIGHT BE WATCHING FROM THE FOREST COVER
phonemes: hˈɪɹ wiː fˈɜːst nˈuː ɹˈeɪdʒɪŋ θˈɜːst, ænd lˈɔŋd fɚðə lˈoʊm spˈɛkt wˈɔːɾɚ wiː hæd skˈɔːɹnd, æz ˌaʊɚ tˈaɪɚd fˈiːt tˈɔːɹ θɹuː ðə ɡɹˈæs. fɔːɹ sˈɔːndɚz, ˌaʊɚ ɡˈaɪd, tˈʊk ɐ lˈaɪn əkɹˌɑːs ðɪ ˈoʊpən ɪn plˈeɪn sˈaɪt ʌv ˌɛni ˈaɪ ðæt mˌaɪt biː wˈɑːtʃɪŋ fɹʌmðə fˈɔːɹɪst kˈʌvɚ.