text_original: They went under the archway, which echoed the sound of their footsteps, and round by a gravel walk to the spacious lawn, ^Love is a Thing, as any Spirit, FreeJ 163 and the long border which was the despair of the gardeners when they tried to fill it, and which yet provided flowers enough to keep all the sitting rooms bright and sweet with summer bloom.
text_transcription: THEY WENT UNDER THE ARCHWAY WHICH ECHOED THE SOUND OF THEIR FOOTSTEPS AND ROUND BY A GRAVEL WALK TO THE SPACIOUS LAWN AND THE LONG BORDER WHICH WAS THE DESPAIR OF THE GARDENERS WHEN THEY TRIED TO FILL IT AND WHICH YET PROVIDED FLOWERS ENOUGH TO KEEP ALL THE SITTING ROOMS BRIGHT AND SWEET WITH SUMMER BLOOM
phonemes: ðeɪ wɛnt ˌʌndɚ ðɪ ˈɑːɹtʃweɪ, wˌɪtʃ ˈɛkoʊd ðə sˈaʊnd ʌv ðɛɹ fˈʊtstɛps, ænd ɹˈaʊnd baɪ ɐ ɡɹˈævəl wˈɔːk tə ðə spˈeɪʃəs lˈɔːn, lˈʌv ɪz ɐ θˈɪŋ, æz ˌɛni spˈɪɹɪt, fɹˈiː dʒˈeɪ wˈʌnhˈʌndɹɪd sˈɪksti θɹˈiː ænd ðə lˈɔŋ bˈɔːɹdɚ wˌɪtʃ wʌzðə dᵻspˈɛɹ ʌvðə ɡˈɑːɹdənɚz wɛn ðeɪ tɹˈaɪd tə fˈɪl ɪt, ænd wˌɪtʃ jˈɛt pɹəvˈaɪdᵻd flˈaʊɚz ɪnˈʌf tə kˈiːp ˈɔːl ðə sˈɪɾɪŋ ɹˈuːmz bɹˈaɪt ænd swˈiːt wɪð sˈʌmɚ blˈuːm.