text_original: It is the end of lovely May, but though languid Summer is almost with us, a suspicion of her more sparkling sister Spring fills all the air. Miss Kavanagh has caught up the tail of her gown, and is flying as if for dear life.
text_transcription: IT IS THE END OF LOVELY MAY BUT THOUGH LANGUID SUMMER IS ALMOST WITH US A SUSPICION OF A MORE SPARKLING SISTER SPRING FILLS ALL THE AIR MISS CAVERNOR HAS CAUGHT UP THE TAIL OF HER GOWN AND IS FLYING AS IF FOR DEAR LIFE
phonemes: ɪɾ ɪz ðɪ ˈɛnd ʌv lˈʌvli mˈeɪ, bˌʌt ðˌoʊ lˈæŋɡwɪd sˈʌmɚɹ ɪz ˈɔːlmoʊst wɪð ˌʌs, ɐ səspˈɪʃən ʌv hɜː mˈɔːɹ spˈɑːɹklɪŋ sˈɪstɚ spɹˈɪŋ fˈɪlz ˈɔːl ðɪ ˈɛɹ. mˈɪs kˈævɐnˌɑːɡ hɐz kˈɔːt ˌʌp ðə tˈeɪl ʌv hɜː ɡˈaʊn, ænd ɪz flˈaɪɪŋ æz ɪf fɔːɹ dˈɪɹ lˈaɪf.