text_original: As I rode back to town alone a whitish film was spread before the sun, and ere I had come in sight of the fortifications the low forest on the western bank was a dark green blur against the sky. The esplanade on the levee was deserted, the willow trees had a mournful look, while the bright tiles of yesterday seemed to have faded to a sombre tone. I spied Xavier on a bench smoking with some friends of his.
text_transcription: I RODE BACK TO TOWN ALONE A WHITISH FILM WAS SPREAD BEFORE THE SUN AND ERE I HAD COME IN SIGHT OF THE FORTIFICATIONS THE LOW FOREST ON THE WESTERN BANK WAS A DARK GREEN BLUR AGAINST THE SKY THE ESPLANADE ON THE LEVEE WAS DESERTED THE WILLOW TREES HAD A MOURNFUL LOOK WHILE THE BRIGHT TILES OF YESTERDAY SEEMED TO HAVE FADED TO A SOMBRE TONE I SPIED ZAVIOR ON A BENCH SMOKING WITH SOME FRIENDS OF HIS
phonemes: æz aɪ ɹˈoʊd bˈæk tə tˈaʊn ɐlˈoʊn ɐ wˈaɪɾɪʃ fˈɪlm wʌz spɹˈɛd bᵻfˌɔːɹ ðə sˈʌn, ænd ˈɛɹ aɪ hæd kˈʌm ɪn sˈaɪt ʌvðə fˌɔːɹɾɪfɪkˈeɪʃənz ðə lˈoʊ fˈɔːɹɪst ɔnðə wˈɛstɚn bˈæŋk wʌzɐ dˈɑːɹk ɡɹˈiːn blˈɜːɹ ɐɡˈɛnst ðə skˈaɪ. ðɪ ˈɛsplɐnˌeɪd ɔnðə lˈɛviː wʌz dᵻzˈɜːɾᵻd, ðə wˈɪloʊ tɹˈiːz hæd ɐ mˈɔːɹnfəl lˈʊk, wˌaɪl ðə bɹˈaɪt tˈaɪlz ʌv jˈɛstɚdˌeɪ sˈiːmd tə hæv fˈeɪdᵻd tʊ ɐ sˈɑːmbɚ tˈoʊn. aɪ spˈaɪd zˈeɪviɚɹ ˌɔn ɐ bˈɛntʃ smˈoʊkɪŋ wɪð sˌʌm fɹˈɛndz ʌv hˈɪz.