text_original: The lower longer panes of the window were closed, and the glass, divided into circles and quarrels, made the scene less distinct; but still the huge stone tower was traceable, and, farther off, the slope of a gently rising hill, clothed with vineyards blushing into autumn richness.
text_transcription: THE LOWER LONGER PANES OF THE WINDOW WERE CLOSED AND THE GLASS DIVIDED INTO CIRCLES AND CORALS MADE THE SCENE LESS DISTINCT BUT STILL THE HUGE STONE TOWER WAS TRACEABLE AND FARTHER OFF THE SLOPE OF A GENTLY RISING HILL CLOTHED WITH VINEYARDS BLUSHING INTO AUTUMN RICHNESS
phonemes: ðə lˈoʊɚ lˈɔŋɡɚ pˈeɪnz ʌvðə wˈɪndoʊ wɜː klˈoʊzd, ænd ðə ɡlˈæs, dᵻvˈaɪdᵻd ˌɪntʊ sˈɜːkəlz ænd kwˈɔːɹəlz, mˌeɪd ðə sˈiːn lˈɛs dɪstˈɪŋkt; bˌʌt stˈɪl ðə hjˈuːdʒ stˈoʊn tˈaʊɚ wʌz tɹˈeɪsəbəl, ænd, fˈɑːɹðɚɹ ˈɔf, ðə slˈoʊp əvə dʒˈɛntli ɹˈaɪzɪŋ hˈɪl, klˈoʊðd wɪð vˈɪnjɚdz blˈʌʃɪŋ ˌɪntʊ ˈɔːɾʌm ɹˈɪtʃnəs.