text_original: So he went on day after day, following now this and now that false hope. "One Sunday afternoon early in 1765," writes Watt, "I had gone to take a walk in the Green of Glasgow.
text_transcription: SO HE WENT ON DAY AFTER DAY FOLLOWING NOW THIS AND NOW THAT FALSE HOPE ONE SUNDAY AFTERNOON EARLY IN SEVENTEEN SIXTY FIVE WRITES WHAT I HAD GONE TO TAKE A WALK IN THE GREEN OF GLASGOW
phonemes: sˌoʊ hiː wɛnt ˌɔn dˈeɪ ˈæftɚ dˈeɪ, fˈɑːloʊɪŋ nˈaʊ ðɪs ænd nˈaʊ ðæt fˈɔls hˈoʊp. "wˈʌn sˈʌndeɪ ˌæftɚnˈuːn ˈɜːli ɪn wˈʌn θˈaʊzənd sˈɛvənhˈʌndɹɪd sˈɪksti fˈaɪv," ɹˈaɪts wˈɑːt, "aɪ hæd ɡɔn tə tˈeɪk ɐ wˈɔːk ɪnðə ɡɹˈiːn ʌv ɡlˈæzɡoʊ.