text_original: And I knew better than to press him. One day, as we were crossing a dike between rice swamps spread with delicate green, I saw the white tops of wagons flashing in the sun at the far end of it.
text_transcription: AND I KNEW BETTER THAN PROFESS HIM ONE DAY AS WE WERE PASSING A DIKE BETWEEN RICE SWAMPS SPREAD WITH DELICATE GLOOM I SAW THE WHITE TOPS OF WAGONS FLASHING IN THE SUN AT THE FAR END OF IT
phonemes: ænd aɪ nˈuː bˈɛɾɚ ðɐn tə pɹˈɛs hˌɪm. wˈʌn dˈeɪ, æz wiː wɜː kɹˈɔsɪŋ ɐ dˈaɪk bᵻtwˌiːn ɹˈaɪs swˈɑːmps spɹˈɛd wɪð dˈɛlᵻkət ɡɹˈiːn, aɪ sˈɔː ðə wˈaɪt tˈɑːps ʌv wˈæɡənz flˈæʃɪŋ ɪnðə sˈʌn æt ðə fˈɑːɹ ˈɛnd ʌv ɪt.