text_original: It was a sad awakening for us the day we found a few score of limp and dying remains, where over night we had watered as promising a row of youngsters as one could have wished to see. To our grieving spirits, it seemed as though it wouldn't have been nearly so bad if they had eaten the leaves and left us the stems, at least more leaves might have grown, whereas now——!
text_transcription: IT WAS A SAD AWAKENING FOR US THE DAY WE FOUND A FEW SCORE OF LIMP AND DYING REMAINS WHERE OVER NIGHT WE HAD WATERED AS PROMISING A ROW OF YOUNGSTERS AS ONE COULD HAVE WISHED TO SEE TO OUR GRIEVING SPIRITS IT SEEMED AS THOUGH IT WOULDN'T HAVE BEEN NEARLY SO BAD IF THEY HAD EATEN THE LEAVES AND LEFT US THE STEMS AT LEAST MORE LEAVES MIGHT HAVE GROWN WHEREAS NOW
phonemes: ɪt wʌzɐ sˈæd ɐwˈeɪkənɪŋ fɔːɹ ˌʌs ðə dˈeɪ wiː fˈaʊnd ɐ fjˈuː skˈɔːɹ ʌv lˈɪmp ænd dˈaɪɪŋ ɹᵻmˈeɪnz, wˌɛɹ ˌoʊvɚ nˈaɪt wiː hæd wˈɔːɾɚd æz pɹˈɑːmɪsɪŋ ɐ ɹˈoʊ ʌv jˈʌŋstɚz æz wˈʌn kˌʊdɐv wˈɪʃt tə sˈiː. tʊ ˌaʊɚ ɡɹˈiːvɪŋ spˈɪɹɪts, ɪt sˈiːmd æz ðˌoʊ ɪt wˌʊdəntəv bˌɪn nˌɪɹli sˌoʊ bˈæd ɪf ðeɪ hæd ˈiːʔn̩ ðə lˈiːvz ænd lˈɛft ˌʌs ðə stˈɛmz, æt lˈiːst mˈɔːɹ lˈiːvz mˌaɪthɐv ɡɹˈoʊn, wˈɛɹæz nˈaʊ——!