text_original: We went cautiously along the narrow top of crumbling slate, where the pines were scarce and stunted, and had twisted themselves into corkscrews so they might grip the ground against the tearing force of storms.
text_transcription: WE WENT CAUTIOUSLY ALONG THE NARROW TOP OF CRUMBLING SLATE WHERE THE PINES WERE SCARCE AND STUNTED AND HAD TWISTED THEMSELVES INTO CORKSCREWS SO THEY MIGHT GRIP THE GROUND AGAINST THE TEARING FORCE OF STORMS
phonemes: wiː wɛnt kˈɔːʃəsli ɐlˈɔŋ ðə nˈæɹoʊ tˈɑːp ʌv kɹˈʌmblɪŋ slˈeɪt, wˌɛɹ ðə pˈaɪnz wɜː skˈɛɹs ænd stˈʌntᵻd, ænd hæd twˈɪstᵻd ðɛmsˈɛlvz ˌɪntʊ kˈɔːɹkskɹuːz sˌoʊ ðeɪ mˌaɪt ɡɹˈɪp ðə ɡɹˈaʊnd ɐɡˈɛnst ðə tˈɛɹɪŋ fˈɔːɹs ʌv stˈɔːɹmz.