text_original: It dated farther back than the War; it was the inevitable outcome of the over wrought hurry of the twentieth century, when one's nerves get so frazzled in the vain attempt to do everything, and do it all at once, that at last life is simply one intense longing for that "nest in the wilderness" out of reach of the clamour of the market place and the vain, foolish, soul wearing struggle for material things.
text_transcription: IT DATED FARTHER BACK THAN THE WAR IT WAS THE INEVITABLE OUTCOME OF THE OVERWROUGHT HURRY OF THE TWENTIETH CENTURY WHEN ONE'S NERVES GET SO FRAZZLED IN THE VAIN ATTEMPT TO DO EVERYTHING AND DO IT ALL AT ONCE THAT AT LAST LIFE IS SIMPLY ONE INTENSE LONGING FOR THAT NEST IN THE WILDERNESS OUT OF REACH OF THE CLAMOUR OF THE MARKET PLACE AND THE VAIN FOOLISH SOUL WEARING STRUGGLE FOR MATERIAL THINGS
phonemes: ɪt dˈeɪɾᵻd fˈɑːɹðɚ bˈæk ðɐn ðə wˈɔːɹ; ɪt wʌzðɪ ɪnˈɛvᵻɾəbəl ˈaʊtkʌm ʌvðɪ ˌoʊvɚ ɹˈɔːt hˈɜːɹi ʌvðə twˈɛntiəθ sˈɛntʃɚɹi, wˌɛn wˈʌnz nˈɜːvz ɡɛt sˌoʊ fɹˈæzəld ɪnðə vˈeɪn ɐtˈɛmpt tə dˈuː ˈɛvɹɪθˌɪŋ, ænd dˈuː ɪɾ ˈɔːl ɐtwˈʌns, ðæt æt lˈæst lˈaɪf ɪz sˈɪmpli wˈʌn ɪntˈɛns lˈɔŋɪŋ fɔːɹ ðˈæt "nˈɛst ɪnðə wˈɪldɚnəs" ˌaʊɾəv ɹˈiːtʃ ʌvðə klˈæmɚɹ ʌvðə mˈɑːɹkɪt plˈeɪs ænd ðə vˈeɪn, fˈuːlɪʃ, sˈoʊl wˈɛɹɪŋ stɹˈʌɡəl fɔːɹ mətˈɪɹiəl θˈɪŋz.