text_original: I was standing on the Hawklaw, whence I could get a good view; beside me was a shepherd whose flock patched the steep green hillside as with snow. I turned to him and said: "Is not that a glorious sight?"
text_transcription: I WAS STANDING ON THE HOCKALL WHENCE I COULD GET A GOOD VIEW BESIDE ME WAS A SHEPHERD WHOSE FLOCK PATCHED THE STEEP GREEN HILLSIDE AS WITH SNOW I TURNED TO WHO AND SAID IS NOT THAT A GLORIOUS SIGHT
phonemes: aɪ wʌz stˈændɪŋ ɔnðə hˈɔːklɔː, wˈɛns aɪ kʊd ɡɛt ɐ ɡˈʊd vjˈuː; bᵻsˌaɪd mˌiː wʌzɐ ʃˈɛpɚd hˌuːz flˈɑːk pˈætʃt ðə stˈiːp ɡɹˈiːn hˈɪlsaɪd æz wɪð snˈoʊ. aɪ tˈɜːnd tə hˌɪm ænd sˈɛd: "ɪz nˌɑːt ðˌæɾə ɡlˈɔːɹiəs sˈaɪt?"