text_original: Here is the tall cherry tree that died of a hollow heart, so beloved of the birds that they left us never a one if we got up later than half past four the morning the cherries were ripe. This is the bough from the big plum tree that broke down last August under its weight of fruit.
text_transcription: HERE IS THE TALL CHERRY TREE THAT DIED OF A HOLLOW HEART SO BELOVED OF THE BIRDS THAT THEY LEFT US NEVER A ONE IF WE GOT UP LATER THAN HALF PAST FOUR THE MORNING THE CHERRIES WERE RIPE THIS IS THE BOUGH FROM THE BIG PLUM TREE THAT BROKE DOWN LAST AUGUST UNDER ITS WEIGHT OF FRUIT
phonemes: hˈɪɹ ɪz ðə tˈɔːl tʃˈɛɹi tɹˈiː ðæt dˈaɪd əvə hˈɑːloʊ hˈɑːɹt, sˌoʊ bᵻlˈʌvd ʌvðə bˈɜːdz ðæt ðeɪ lˈɛft ˌʌs nˈɛvɚɹ ɐ wˈʌn ɪf wiː ɡɑːt ˌʌp lˈeɪɾɚ ðɐn hˈæf pˈæst fˈɔːɹ ðə mˈɔːɹnɪŋ ðə tʃˈɛɹiz wɜː ɹˈaɪp. ðɪs ɪz ðə bˈaʊ fɹʌmðə bˈɪɡ plˈʌm tɹˈiː ðæt bɹˈoʊk dˌaʊn lˈæst ˈɔːɡəst ˌʌndɚɹ ɪts wˈeɪt ʌv fɹˈuːt.