text_original: Daphne paused on the terrace to look back at the low lying river gleam  ing between its willowy banks — so beautiful and ghostly a thing in the moonlight that it almost seemed as if it belonged to another world.
text_transcription: DAPHNE PAUSED ON THE TERRACE TO LOOK BACK AT THE LOW LYING RIVER GLEAMING BETWEEN ITS WILLOWY BANKS SO BEAUTIFUL AND GHOSTLY A THING IN THE MOONLIGHT THAT IT ALMOST SEEMED AS IF IT BELONGED TO ANOTHER WORLD
phonemes: dˈæfni pˈɔːzd ɔnðə tˈɛɹɪs tə lˈʊk bˈæk æt ðə lˈoʊ lˈaɪɪŋ ɹˈɪvɚ ɡlˈiːm ˈɪŋ bᵻtwˌiːn ɪts wˈɪloʊi bˈæŋks — sˌoʊ bjˈuːɾifəl ænd ɡˈoʊstli ɐ θˈɪŋ ɪnðə mˈuːnlaɪt ðˌɐɾɪt ˈɔːlmoʊst sˈiːmd æz ɪf ɪt bᵻlˈɔŋd tʊ ɐnˈʌðɚ wˈɜːld.