text_original: Look, Lawford, would not you like me to paint her just as she is at this moment, with her hair flying in the wind, and that background of rushes and blue water
text_transcription: LOOK LAWFORD WOULDN'T YOU LIKE ME TO PAINT HER JUST AS SHE IS AT THIS MOMENT WITH HER HAIR FLYING IN THE WIND AND THAT BACKGROUND OF RUSHES AND BLUE WATER
phonemes: lˈʊk, lˈɔːfɚd, wʊd nˌɑːt juː lˈaɪk mˌiː tə pˈeɪnt hɜː dʒˈʌst æz ʃiː ɪz æt ðɪs mˈoʊmənt, wɪð hɜː hˈɛɹ flˈaɪɪŋ ɪnðə wˈɪnd, ænd ðæt bˈækɡɹaʊnd ʌv ɹˈʌʃᵻz ænd blˈuː wˈɔːɾɚ