text_original: We listened together, and I can give no notion of the hideous mournfulness of the sound. We lay in a swampy little inlet, and the forest wall made a dark blur against the star studded sky.
text_transcription: WE LISTENED TOGETHER AND I CAN GIVE NO NOTION OF THE HIDEOUS MOURNFULNESS OF THE SOUND WE LAY IN A SWAMPY LITTLE INLET AND THE FOREST WALL MADE A DARK BLUR AGAINST THE STAR STUDDED SKY
phonemes: wiː lˈɪsənd təɡˈɛðɚ, ænd aɪ kæn ɡˈɪv nˈoʊ nˈoʊʃən ʌvðə hˈɪdiəs mˈɔːɹnfəlnəs ʌvðə sˈaʊnd. wiː lˈeɪ ɪn ɐ swˈɑːmpi lˈɪɾəl ˈɪnlɪt, ænd ðə fˈɔːɹɪst wˈɔːl mˌeɪd ɐ dˈɑːɹk blˈɜːɹ ɐɡˈɛnst ðə stˈɑːɹ stˈʌdᵻd skˈaɪ.