text_original: He did not need the presence of his little daughter, whose dark grey eyes looked at him like hers, whose auburn hair had the same golden glory that he had so often seen glistening in the sunshine as he sat lazily watching the low evening light upon his wife's drooping head.
text_transcription: HE DID NOT NEED THE PRESENCE OF HIS LITTLE DAUGHTER WHOSE DARK GREY EYES LOOKED AT HIM LIKE HERS WHOSE AUBURN HAIR HAD THE SAME GOLDEN GLORY THAT HE HAD SO OFTEN SEEN GLISTENING IN THE SUNSHINE AS HE SAT LAZILY WATCHING THE LOW EVENING LIGHT UPON HIS WIFE'S DROOPING HEAD
phonemes: hiː dɪdnˌɑːt nˈiːd ðə pɹˈɛzəns ʌv hɪz lˈɪɾəl dˈɔːɾɚ, hˌuːz dˈɑːɹk ɡɹˈeɪ ˈaɪz lˈʊkt æt hˌɪm lˈaɪk hˈɜːz, hˌuːz ˈɔːbɜːn hˈɛɹ hæd ðə sˈeɪm ɡˈoʊldən ɡlˈɔːɹi ðæt hiː hæd sˌoʊ ˈɔfən sˈiːn ɡlˈɪsənɪŋ ɪnðə sˈʌnʃaɪn æz hiː sˈæt lˈeɪzili wˈɑːtʃɪŋ ðə lˈoʊ ˈiːvnɪŋ lˈaɪt əpˌɑːn hɪz wˈaɪfz dɹˈuːpɪŋ hˈɛd.