text_original: So constantly was it wafted on the four winds of heaven, that I remarked to the Head of Affairs: it seemed for all the world as though we had adopted a pet canary, and were everlastingly wondering if his seed glass had been replenished.
text_transcription: SO CONSTANTLY WAS IT WAFTED ON THE FOUR WINDS OF HEAVEN THAT I REMARKED TO THE HEAD OF AFFAIRS SEEMED FOR ALL THE WORLD AS THOUGH WE HAD ADOPTED A PET CANARY AND WERE EVERLASTINGLY WONDERING IF HIS SEED GLASS HAD BEEN REPLENISHED
phonemes: sˌoʊ kˈɑːnstəntli wʌz ɪt wˈæftᵻd ɔnðə fˈɔːɹ wˈɪndz ʌv hˈɛvən, ðæt aɪ ɹᵻmˈɑːɹkt tə ðə hˈɛd ʌv ɐfˈɛɹz: ɪt sˈiːmd fɔːɹ ˈɔːl ðə wˈɜːld æz ðˌoʊ wiː hæd ɐdˈɑːptᵻd ɐ pˈɛt kənˈɛɹi, ænd wɜːɹ ˌɛvɚlˈæstɪŋli wˈʌndɚɹɪŋ ɪf hɪz sˈiːd ɡlˈæs hɐdbɪn ɹᵻplˈɛnɪʃt.