text_original: And, while yet the hot rays cast their lingering gold over mountain and plain, the seas faded and were gone ... and where they had been in unquestioned reality was only yellow sand that whirled hotly and drifted in the first breath of the coming night....
text_transcription: AND WHILE YET THE HOT RAYS CAST THEIR LINGERING GOLD OVER MOUNTAIN AND PLAIN THE SEAS FADED AND WERE GONE AND WHERE THEY HAD BEEN AN UNQUESTIONED REALITY WAS ONLY YELLOW SAND THAT WHIRLED HOTLY AND DRIFTED IN THE FIRST BREATH OF THE COMING NIGHT
phonemes: ænd, wˌaɪl jˈɛt ðə hˈɑːt ɹˈeɪz kˈæst ðɛɹ lˈɪŋɡɚɹɪŋ ɡˈoʊld ˌoʊvɚ mˈaʊntɪn ænd plˈeɪn, ðə sˈiːz fˈeɪdᵻd ænd wɜː ɡˈɔn ... ænd wˌɛɹ ðeɪ hɐdbɪn ɪn ʌŋkwˈɛstʃənd ɹɪˈælᵻɾi wʌz ˈoʊnli jˈɛloʊ sˈænd ðæt wˈɜːld hˈɑːtli ænd dɹˈɪftᵻd ɪnðə fˈɜːst bɹˈɛθ ʌvðə kˈʌmɪŋ nˈaɪt....