text_original: There'll be the harvest moon to light you home, Madoline, and the drive will be delicious in the cool of the ' ' Cockchafers,' cried Gerald. ' They are particularly cool at that hour — come banging against one's nose with ineffable assurance.'
text_transcription: THERE'LL BE THE HARVEST MOON TO LIGHT YOU HOME MAGDALEN AND THE DRIVE WILL BE DELICIOUS IN THE COOL OF THE COCKCHAFERS CRIED GERALD THEY ARE PARTICULARLY COOL AT THAT HOUR COME BANGING AGAINST ONE'S NOSE WITH INEFFABLE ASSURANCE
phonemes: ðɛɹl biː ðə hˈɑːɹvɪst mˈuːn tə lˈaɪt juː hˈoʊm, mˈædəlˌiːn, ænd ðə dɹˈaɪv wɪl biː dᵻlˈɪʃəs ɪnðə kˈuːl ʌvðə kˈɑːktʃeɪfɚz,kɹˈaɪd dʒˈɛɹəld. ðeɪ ɑːɹ pɚtˈɪkjʊlɚli kˈuːl æt ðæt ˈaʊɚ — kˈʌm bˈæŋɪŋ ɐɡˈɛnst wˈʌnz nˈoʊz wɪð ɪnˈɛfəbəl əʃˈʊɹɹəns.