text_original: Later, it is an expanse of moon daisies—thousands of them swaying the whole day long to the motion of the wind like the ever restless surface of the sea.
text_transcription: LATER IT IS AN EXPANSE OF MOONDAISES THOUSANDS OF THEM SWAYING THE WHOLE DAY LONG TO THE MOTION OF THE WIND LIKE THE EVER RESTLESS SURFACE OF THE SEA
phonemes: lˈeɪɾɚ, ɪɾ ɪz ɐn ɛkspˈæns ʌv mˈuːn dˈeɪziz—θˈaʊzəndz ʌv ðˌɛm swˈeɪɪŋ ðə hˈoʊl dˈeɪ lˈɔŋ tə ðə mˈoʊʃən ʌvðə wˈɪnd lˈaɪk ðɪ ˈɛvɚ ɹˈɛstləs sˈɜːfɪs ʌvðə sˈiː.