text_original: CHAPTER XXVII The Roman villa was a fairy palace of light and flowers, and its long range of windows flashed across the blue vapours of the December night, and might have been noticed as a golden glory in the far distance by solitary watchers in the monasteries on the Aventine hill.
text_transcription: TWENTY SEVEN THE ROMAN VILLA WAS A FAIRY PALACE OF LIGHT AND FLOWERS AND ITS LONG RANGE OF WINDOWS FLASHED ACROSS THE BLUE VAPOURS OF THE DECEMBER NIGHT AND MIGHT HAVE BEEN NOTICED AS A GOLDEN GLORY IN THE FAR DISTANCE BY SOLITARY WATCHERS IN THE MONASTERIES ON THE AVENTINE HILL
phonemes: tʃˈæptɚ ɹˌoʊmən twˈɛnti sˈɛvən ðə ɹˈoʊmən vˈɪlə wʌzɐ fˈɛɹi pˈælɪs ʌv lˈaɪt ænd flˈaʊɚz, ænd ɪts lˈɔŋ ɹˈeɪndʒ ʌv wˈɪndoʊz flˈæʃt əkɹˌɑːs ðə blˈuː vˈeɪpɚz ʌvðə dᵻsˈɛmbɚ nˈaɪt, ænd mˌaɪthɐv bˌɪn nˈoʊɾɪst æz ɐ ɡˈoʊldən ɡlˈɔːɹi ɪnðə fˈɑːɹ dˈɪstəns baɪ sˈɑːlətˌɛɹi wˈɑːtʃɚz ɪnðə mˈɑːnɐstɚɹiz ɔnðɪ ˈævəntˌaɪn hˈɪl.