text_original: Everybody was in the garden, so it was only natural that these two should be sauntering in lanes of roses, exchanging light talk with other saunterers, and lingering a little at the crossing of the ways, where the slow drip of a fountain made a coolness in the sultry evening, or stopping at an opening in the flowery rampart, to look across the blue water towards the grey old tower, and listen to the pensive music of church bells.
text_transcription: EVERYBODY WAS IN THE GARDEN SO IT WAS ONLY NATURAL THAT THESE TWO SHOULD BE SAUNTERING IN LANES OF ROSES EXCHANGING LIGHT TALK WITH OTHER SAUNTERERS AND LINGERING A LITTLE AT THE CROSSING OF THE WAYS WHERE THE SLOW DRIP OF A FOUNTAIN MADE A COOLNESS IN THE SULTRY EVENING OR STOPPING AT AN OPENING IN THE FLOWERY RAMPART TO LOOK ACROSS THE BLUE WATER TOWARDS THE GREY OLD TOWER AND LISTEN TO THE PENSIVE MUSIC OF CHURCH BELLS
phonemes: ˈɛvɹɪbˌɑːdi wʌz ɪnðə ɡˈɑːɹdən, sˌoʊ ɪt wʌz ˈoʊnli nˈætʃɚɹəl ðæt ðiːz tˈuː ʃˌʊd biː sˈɔːntɚɹɪŋ ɪn lˈeɪnz ʌv ɹˈoʊzᵻz, ɛkstʃˈeɪndʒɪŋ lˈaɪt tˈɔːk wɪð ˈʌðɚ sˈɔːntɚɹɚz, ænd lˈɪŋɡɚɹɪŋ ɐ lˈɪɾəl æt ðə kɹˈɔsɪŋ ʌvðə wˈeɪz, wˌɛɹ ðə slˈoʊ dɹˈɪp əvə fˈaʊntɪn mˌeɪd ɐ kˈuːlnəs ɪnðə sˈʌltɹi ˈiːvnɪŋ, ɔːɹ stˈɑːpɪŋ æɾ ɐn ˈoʊpənɪŋ ɪnðə flˈaʊɚɹi ɹˈæmpɑːɹt, tə lˈʊk əkɹˌɑːs ðə blˈuː wˈɔːɾɚ təwˈɔːɹdz ðə ɡɹˈeɪ ˈoʊld tˈaʊɚ, ænd lˈɪsən tə ðə pˈɛnsɪv mjˈuːzɪk ʌv tʃˈɜːtʃ bˈɛlz.