text_original: The moon flooded the fields, and beyond it the forest was a dark blur. I can recall the scene now, the rude mill standing by the water side, the twisted rail fences, and the black silhouettes of the horses and cattle as they stood bunched together.
text_transcription: THE MOON FLOODED THE FIELDS AND BEYOND IT THE FOREST WAS A DARK BLUR I CAN RECALL THE SCENE NOW THE RUDE MILL STANDING BY THE WATERSIDE THE TWISTED ROYAL FENCES AND THE BLACK SILHOUETTES OF THE HORSES AND CATTLE AS THEY STOOD BUNCHED TOGETHER
phonemes: ðə mˈuːn flˈʌdᵻd ðə fˈiːldz, ænd bᵻjˌɔnd ɪt ðə fˈɔːɹɪst wʌzɐ dˈɑːɹk blˈɜː. aɪ kæn ɹᵻkˈɔːl ðə sˈiːn nˈaʊ, ðə ɹˈuːd mˈɪl stˈændɪŋ baɪ ðə wˈɔːɾɚ sˈaɪd, ðə twˈɪstᵻd ɹˈeɪl fˈɛnsᵻz, ænd ðə blˈæk sˌɪlʊwˈɛts ʌvðə hˈɔːɹsᵻz ænd kˈæɾəl æz ðeɪ stˈʊd bˈʌntʃt təɡˈɛðɚ.