text_original: It is a bit damping even to ardour like ours to be greeted, when we arrive from town, by a gardener waving a deprecating hand over rows of hardy cabbage stumps bereft of leaves.
text_transcription: IT'S A BIT DAMPING EVEN TO ARDOUR LIKE OURS TO BE GREETED WHEN WE ARRIVED FROM TOWN BY A GARDENER WAVING A DEPRECATING HAND OVER ROWS OF HARDY CABBAGE STUMPS BEREFT OF LEAVES
phonemes: ɪɾ ɪz ɐ bˈɪt dˈæmpɪŋ ˈiːvən tʊ ˈɑːɹdɚ lˈaɪk aʊɚz təbi ɡɹˈiːɾᵻd, wˌɛn wiː ɚɹˈaɪv fɹʌm tˈaʊn, baɪ ɐ ɡˈɑːɹdənɚ wˈeɪvɪŋ ɐ dˈɛpɹɪkˌeɪɾɪŋ hˈænd ˌoʊvɚ ɹˈoʊz ʌv hˈɑːɹdi kˈæbɪdʒ stˈʌmps bᵻɹˈɛft ʌv lˈiːvz.