text_original: ' Then you had better find somebody else to talk to,' said Daphne. ' I never could pin my mind to a dull book ; my thoughts go dancing ofE like butterflies, skimming away like swallows.
text_transcription: THEN YOU HAD BETTER FIND SOMEBODY ELSE TO TALK TO SAID DAPHNE I NEVER COULD PIN MY MIND TO A DULL BOOK MY THOUGHTS GO DANCING OFF LIKE BUTTERFLIES SKIMMING AWAY LIKE SWALLOWS
phonemes: ðˈɛn juː hæd bˈɛɾɚ fˈaɪnd sˈʌmbɑːdi ˈɛls tə tˈɔːk tuː,sˈɛd dˈæfni. aɪ nˈɛvɚ kʊd pˈɪn maɪ mˈaɪnd tʊ ɐ dˈʌl bˈʊk ; maɪ θˈɔːts ɡˌoʊ dˈænsɪŋ ʌv ˈiː lˈaɪk bˈʌɾɚflˌaɪz, skˈɪmɪŋ ɐwˈeɪ lˈaɪk swˈɔloʊz.