text_original: Daphne blushed rosy red. She took a gardenia from the low glass vase on her sister's work table, where the white waxen flowers were clustered in the centre of a circle of purple pansies, and began to pick the petals off slowly, one by one.
text_transcription: DAPHNE BLUSHED ROSY RED SHE TOOK HER GUARDINIA FROM THE LOW GLASS FIRES ON HER SISTER'S WORK TABLE WHERE THE WHITE WAXEN FLOWERS WERE CLUSTERED IN THE CENTRE OF A CIRCLE OF PURPLE PANSIES AND BEGAN TO PICK THE PETALS OFF SLOWLY ONE BY ONE
phonemes: dˈæfni blˈʌʃt ɹˈoʊzi ɹˈɛd. ʃiː tˈʊk ɐ ɡɑːɹdˈiːniə fɹʌmðə lˈoʊ ɡlˈæs vˈeɪs ˌɔn hɜː sˈɪstɚz wˈɜːk tˈeɪbəl, wˌɛɹ ðə wˈaɪt wˈæksən flˈaʊɚz wɜː klˈʌstɚd ɪnðə sˈɛntɚɹ əvə sˈɜːkəl ʌv pˈɜːpəl pˈænziz, ænd bɪɡˈæn tə pˈɪk ðə pˈɛɾəlz ˈɔf slˈoʊli, wˈʌn baɪ wˌʌn.