text_original: It did not strike me as strange then that my father asked his way of no man, but went to a little ordinary in a humbler part of the town. After a modest meal in a corner of the public room, we went out for a stroll. Then, from the wharves, I saw the bay dotted with islands, their white sand sparkling in the evening light, and fringed with strange trees, and beyond, of a deepening blue, the ocean.
text_transcription: IT DID NOT STRIKE ME AS STRANGE THEN THAT MY FATHER ASKED HIS WAY OF MOMAGNE BUT WENT TO A LITTLE ORDINARY AND A HUMBLER PART OF TOWN AFTER A MODEST MEAL IN THE CORNER OF THE PUBLIC ROOM WE WENT OUT FOR A STROLL THEN FROM THE WHARVES I SAW THE BAY DOTTED WITH ISLAND THEIR WHITE SANDS SPARKLING IN THE EVENING LIGHT AND FRINGED WITH STRANGE TREES AND BEYOND OF A DEEPENING BLUE THE OCEAN
phonemes: ɪt dɪdnˌɑːt stɹˈaɪk mˌiː æz stɹˈeɪndʒ ðˈɛn ðæt maɪ fˈɑːðɚɹ ˈæskt hɪz wˈeɪ ʌv nˈoʊ mˈæn, bˌʌt wɛnt tʊ ɐ lˈɪɾəl ˈɔːɹdɪnˌɛɹi ɪn ɐ hˈʌmblɚ pˈɑːɹt ʌvðə tˈaʊn. ˈæftɚɹ ɐ mˈɑːdɪst mˈiːl ɪn ɐ kˈɔːɹnɚɹ ʌvðə pˈʌblɪk ɹˈuːm, wiː wɛnt ˈaʊt fɚɹə stɹˈoʊl. ðˈɛn, fɹʌmðə wˈɔːɹvz, aɪ sˈɔː ðə bˈeɪ dˈɑːɾᵻd wɪð ˈaɪləndz, ðɛɹ wˈaɪt sˈænd spˈɑːɹklɪŋ ɪnðɪ ˈiːvnɪŋ lˈaɪt, ænd fɹˈɪndʒd wɪð stɹˈeɪndʒ tɹˈiːz, ænd bᵻjˈɔnd, əvə dˈiːpənɪŋ blˈuː, ðɪ ˈoʊʃən.