text_original: How long we lay clutching each other in terror on the rocking boat I may not say, but when the veil first lifted there was the river like an angry sea, and limitless, the wind in its fury whipping the foam from the crests and bearing it off into space.
text_transcription: HOW LONG WE LAY CLUTCHING EACH OTHER IN TERROR ON THE ROCKING BOAT I MAY NOT SAY BUT WHEN THE VEIL FIRST LIFTED THERE WAS THE RIVER LIKE AN ANGRY SEA AND LIMITLESS THE WIND IN ITS FURY WHIPPING THE FOAM FROM THE CRESTS AND BEARING IT OFF INTO SPACE
phonemes: hˌaʊ lˈɔŋ wiː lˈeɪ klˈʌtʃɪŋ ˈiːtʃ ˈʌðɚɹ ɪn tˈɛɹɚɹ ɔnðə ɹˈɑːkɪŋ bˈoʊt aɪ mˈeɪ nˌɑːt sˈeɪ, bˌʌt wɛn ðə vˈeɪl fˈɜːst lˈɪftᵻd ðɛɹwˌʌz ðə ɹˈɪvɚ lˈaɪk ɐn ˈæŋɡɹi sˈiː, ænd lˈɪmɪtləs, ðə wˈɪnd ɪn ɪts fjˈʊɹɹi wˈɪpɪŋ ðə fˈoʊm fɹʌmðə kɹˈɛsts ænd bˈɛɹɪŋ ɪɾ ˈɔf ˌɪntʊ spˈeɪs.