text_original: The lonely hours were winged, as if in a hurry to resolve back into the elements the flimsy remains of that great camp. And that spot was haunted.
text_transcription: THE LONELY HOURS WERE WINGED AS IF IN A HURRY TO RESOLVE BACK INTO THE ELEMENTS THE FLIMSY REMAINS OF THAT GREAT CAMP AND THAT SPOT WAS HAUNTED
phonemes: ðə lˈoʊnli ˈaʊɚz wɜː wˈɪŋd, æz ɪf ɪn ɐ hˈɜːɹi tə ɹᵻzˈɑːlv bˈæk ˌɪntʊ ðɪ ˈɛlɪmənts ðə flˈɪmzi ɹᵻmˈeɪnz ʌv ðæt ɡɹˈeɪt kˈæmp. ænd ðæt spˈɑːt wʌz hˈɔːntᵻd.