text_original: "I think we shall find something like a world here," said her ladyship, when she had taken her first look through her telescope; "there's an atmosphere and what look like thin clouds. Continents and oceans too, or something like them, and what is that light shining up between the breaks? Isn't it something like our Aurora?"
text_transcription: I THINK WE SHALL FIND SOMETHING LIKE A WORLD HERE SAID HER LADYSHIP WHEN SHE HAD TAKEN HER FIRST LOOK THROUGH HER TELESCOPE THERE'S AN ATMOSPHERE IN WHAT LOOKS LIKE THIN CLOUDS CONTINENTS AND OCEANS TOO OR SOMETHING LIKE THEM AND WHAT IS THAT LIGHT SHINING UP BETWEEN THE BRAKES ISN'T IT SOMETHING LIKE OUR AURORA
phonemes: "aɪ θˈɪŋk wiːʃˌɐl fˈaɪnd sˈʌmθɪŋ lˈaɪk ɐ wˈɜːld hˈɪɹ," sˈɛd hɜː lˈeɪdiʃˌɪp, wˌɛn ʃiː hæd tˈeɪkən hɜː fˈɜːst lˈʊk θɹuː hɜː tˈɛlᵻskˌoʊp; "ðɛɹz ɐn ˈætməsfˌɪɹ ænd wʌt lˈʊk lˈaɪk θˈɪn klˈaʊdz. kˈɑːntɪnənts ænd ˈoʊʃənz tˈuː, ɔːɹ sˈʌmθɪŋ lˈaɪk ðˌɛm, ænd wʌt ɪz ðæt lˈaɪt ʃˈaɪnɪŋ ˌʌp bᵻtwˌiːn ðə bɹˈeɪks? ˌɪzənt ɪt sˈʌmθɪŋ lˈaɪk ˌaʊɚɹ ɔːɹˈɔːɹə?"