text_original: There was the sea, and there was the moorland, and there were the patches of wood on the skirts of the park, that had seemed boundless forests to Vera in her twelfth year. Her twelfth year? She remembered Claude's affected contempt for her youth.
text_transcription: THERE WAS THE SEA AND THERE WAS THE MOORLAND AND THERE WERE THE PATCHES OF WOOD ON THE SKIRTS OF THE PARK THAT HAD SEEMED BOUNDLESS FORESTS TO VERA IN HER TWELFTH YEAR A TWELFTH YEAR SHE REMEMBERED CLAUDE'S AFFECTED CONTEMPT FOR HER YOUTH
phonemes: ðɛɹwˌʌz ðə sˈiː, ænd ðɛɹwˌʌz ðə mˈʊɹlənd, ænd ðɛɹwˌɜː ðə pˈætʃᵻz ʌv wˈʊd ɔnðə skˈɜːts ʌvðə pˈɑːɹk, ðæt hæd sˈiːmd bˈaʊndləs fˈɔːɹɪsts tə vˈiəɹə ɪn hɜː twˈɛlfθ jˈɪɹ. hɜː twˈɛlfθ jˈɪɹ? ʃiː ɹᵻmˈɛmbɚd klˈɔːdz ɐfˈɛktᵻd kəntˈɛmpt fɔːɹ hɜː jˈuːθ.