text_original: When he lifted a tie and felt the hard, splintering wood, he wondered where it had come from, what kind of a tree it was, who had played in its shade, how surely birds had nested in it and animals had grazed beneath it. Between him and that square log of wood there was an affinity.
text_transcription: WHEN HE LIFTED THE TIE AND FELT THE HARD SPLINTERING WOOD HE WONDERED WHERE IT HAD COME FROM WHAT KIND OF A TREE IT WAS WHO HAD PLAYED IN ITS SHADE HOW SURELY BIRDS HAD NESTED IN IT AND ANIMALS HAD GRAZED BENEATH IT BETWEEN HIM AND THAT SQUARE LOG OF WOOD THERE WAS AN AFFINITY
phonemes: wˌɛn hiː lˈɪftᵻd ɐ tˈaɪ ænd fˈɛlt ðə hˈɑːɹd, splˈɪntɚɹɪŋ wˈʊd, hiː wˈʌndɚd wˌɛɹ ɪt hæd kˈʌm fɹʌm, wˌʌt kˈaɪnd əvə tɹˈiː ɪt wˈʌz, hˌuː hæd plˈeɪd ɪn ɪts ʃˈeɪd, hˌaʊ ʃˈʊɹli bˈɜːdz hæd nˈɛstᵻd ɪn ɪt ænd ˈænɪməlz hæd ɡɹˈeɪzd bᵻnˈiːθ ɪt. bᵻtwˌiːn hˌɪm ænd ðæt skwˈɛɹ lˈɔɡ ʌv wˈʊd ðɛɹwˌʌz ɐn ɐfˈɪnᵻɾi.