text_original: * * * * * For long months and months the guns in Flanders had sent a muffled boom over my London garden every hour of the day, and had shaken my windows violently every hour of the night; and there is no need to set down in writing the ache and the anxiety that each dull thud brought to the heart.
text_transcription: FOR LONG MONTHS AND MONTHS THE GUNS IN FLANDERS HAD SENT A MUFFLED BOOM OVER MY LONDON GARDEN EVERY HOUR OF THE DAY AND HAD SHAKEN MY WINDOWS VIOLENTLY EVERY HOUR OF THE NIGHT AND THERE IS NO NEED TO SET DOWN IN WRITING THE ACHE AND THE ANXIETY THAT EACH DULL THUD BROUGHT TO THE HEART
phonemes: ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk fɔːɹ lˈɔŋ mˈʌnθs ænd mˈʌnθs ðə ɡˈʌnz ɪn flˈændɚz hæd sˈɛnt ɐ mˈʌfəld bˈuːm ˌoʊvɚ maɪ lˈʌndən ɡˈɑːɹdən ˈɛvɹi ˈaʊɚɹ ʌvðə dˈeɪ, ænd hæd ʃˈeɪkən maɪ wˈɪndoʊz vˈaɪələntli ˈɛvɹi ˈaʊɚɹ ʌvðə nˈaɪt; ænd ðɛɹ ɪz nˈoʊ nˈiːd tə sˈɛt dˌaʊn ɪn ɹˈaɪɾɪŋ ðɪ ˈeɪk ænd ðɪ æŋzˈaɪəɾi ðæt ˈiːtʃ dˈʌl θˈʌd bɹˈɔːt tə ðə hˈɑːɹt.