text_original: THE HOUSE OF THE HONEYCOMBED TILES As long as I live I shall never forget that Sunday morning of my second arrival at New Orleans.
text_transcription: THE HOUSE OF THE HONEYCOMBED TILES AS LONG AS I LIVE I SHALL NEVER FORGET THAT SUNDAY MORNING OF MY SECOND ARRIVAL AT NEW ORLEANS
phonemes: ðə hˈaʊs ʌvðə hˈʌnɪkˌoʊmd tˈaɪlz æz lˈɔŋ æz aɪ lˈɪv aɪʃˌɐl nˈɛvɚ fɚɡˈɛt ðæt sˈʌndeɪ mˈɔːɹnɪŋ ʌv maɪ sˈɛkənd ɚɹˈaɪvəl æt nˈuː ˈɔːɹliənz.