text_original: We slept. We awoke again as the moon was shrinking abashed before the light that glowed above these cliffs, and the river was turned from brown to gold and then to burnished copper, the forest to a thousand shades of green from crest to the banks where the river was licking the twisted roots to nakedness. The south wind wafted the sharp wood smoke from the chimney across our faces.
text_transcription: WE SLEPT WE AWOKE AGAIN AS THE MOON WAS SHRINKING ABASHED BEFORE THE LIGHT THAT GLOWED ABOVE THESE CLIFFS AND THE RIVER WAS TURNED FROM BROWN TO GOLD AND THEN TO BURNISHED COPPER THE FOREST TO A THOUSAND SHADES OF GREEN FROM CREST TO THE BANKS WHERE THE RIVER WAS LICKING THE TWISTED ROOTS TO NAKEDNESS THE SOUTH WIND WAFTED THE SHARP WOOD SMOKE FROM THE CHIMNEY ACROSS OUR FACES
phonemes: wiː slˈɛpt. wiː ɐwˈoʊk ɐɡˈɛn æz ðə mˈuːn wʌz ʃɹˈɪŋkɪŋ ɐbˈæʃt bᵻfˌɔːɹ ðə lˈaɪt ðæt ɡlˈoʊd əbˌʌv ðiːz klˈɪfs, ænd ðə ɹˈɪvɚ wʌz tˈɜːnd fɹʌm bɹˈaʊn tə ɡˈoʊld ænd ðˈɛn tə bˈɜːnɪʃt kˈɑːpɚ, ðə fˈɔːɹɪst tʊ ɐ θˈaʊzənd ʃˈeɪdz ʌv ɡɹˈiːn fɹʌm kɹˈɛst tə ðə bˈæŋks wˌɛɹ ðə ɹˈɪvɚ wʌz lˈɪkɪŋ ðə twˈɪstᵻd ɹˈuːts tə nˈeɪkᵻdnəs. ðə sˈaʊθ wˈɪnd wˈæftᵻd ðə ʃˈɑːɹp wˈʊd smˈoʊk fɹʌmðə tʃˈɪmni əkɹˌɑːs ˌaʊɚ fˈeɪsᵻz.