text_original: There came to my mind the memory of that hurricane at Temple Bow long ago, a storm that seemed to have brought so much sorrow into my life. I glanced at Nick, but his face was serene.
text_transcription: THERE CAME TO MY MIND THE MEMORY OF THAT HURRICANE AT TEMPLE BOW LONG AGO A STORM THAT SEEMED TO HAVE BROUGHT SO MUCH SORROW INTO MY LIFE I GLANCED AT NICK BUT HIS FACE WAS SERENE
phonemes: ðɛɹ kˈeɪm tə maɪ mˈaɪnd ðə mˈɛmɚɹi ʌv ðæt hˈɜːɹᵻkˌeɪn æt tˈɛmpəl bˈoʊ lˈɔŋ ɐɡˈoʊ, ɐ stˈɔːɹm ðæt sˈiːmd tə hæv bɹˈɔːt sˈoʊ mˌʌtʃ sˈɑːɹoʊ ˌɪntʊ maɪ lˈaɪf. aɪ ɡlˈænst æt nˈɪk, bˌʌt hɪz fˈeɪs wʌz sɚɹˈiːn.