text_original: On all sides they rise round you as you stand, the granite seeming yellow with the washing of the sea between the lines of high and low water; above the latter the black seaweed ceases growing. This island is so hidden by the higher rocks around it that it cannot be seen from any part of Cruden Bay or from Port Erroll across it; it can only be seen from the path leading to Whinnyfold.
text_transcription: ON ALL SIDES THEY RISE ROUND YOU AS YOU STAND THE GRANITE SEEMING YELLOW WITH THE WASHING OF THE SEA BETWEEN THE LINES OF HIGH AND LOW WATER ABOVE THE LATTER THE BLACK SEAWEED CEASES GROWING THE ISLAND IS SO HIDDEN BY THE HIGHER ROCKS AROUND IT THAT IT CANNOT BE SEEN FROM ANY PART OF COUDON BAY OR FROM PORT ARROW ACROSS IT IT CAN ONLY BE SEEN FROM THE PATH LEADING TO WHINNIFOLD
phonemes: ˌɔn ˈɔːl sˈaɪdz ðeɪ ɹˈaɪz ɹˈaʊnd juː æz juː stˈænd, ðə ɡɹˈænɪt sˈiːmɪŋ jˈɛloʊ wɪððə wˈɑːʃɪŋ ʌvðə sˈiː bᵻtwˌiːn ðə lˈaɪnz ʌv hˈaɪ ænd lˈoʊ wˈɔːɾɚ; əbˌʌv ðə lˈæɾɚ ðə blˈæk sˈiːwiːd sˈiːsᵻz ɡɹˈoʊɪŋ. ðɪs ˈaɪlənd ɪz sˌoʊ hˈɪdən baɪ ðə hˈaɪɚ ɹˈɑːks ɚɹˈaʊnd ɪt ðˌɐɾɪt kænˈɑːt biː sˈiːn fɹʌm ˌɛni pˈɑːɹt ʌv kɹˈuːdən bˈeɪ ɔːɹ fɹʌm pˈɔːɹt ˈɛɹoʊl əkɹˈɑːs ɪt; ɪt kæn ˈoʊnli biː sˈiːn fɹʌmðə pˈæθ lˈiːdɪŋ tə wˈɪnɪfˌoʊld.