text_original: Suddenly I emerged from the sombre half light of the wood, into brilliant sunshine, with clear space above. Yet—I wasn't through the wood; what did it mean? And what were these great white masses that blocked all further progress?
text_transcription: SUDDENLY I EMERGED FROM THE SOMBRE HALF LIGHT OF THE WOOD INTO BRILLIANT SUNSHINE WITH CLEAR SPACE ABOVE YET WASN'T THROUGH THE WOOD WHAT DID IT MEAN AND WHAT WERE THESE GREAT WHITE MASSES THAT BLOCKED ALL FURTHER PROGRESS
phonemes: sˈʌdənli aɪ ɪmˈɜːdʒd fɹʌmðə sˈɑːmbɚ hˈæf lˈaɪt ʌvðə wˈʊd, ˌɪntʊ bɹˈɪliənt sˈʌnʃaɪn, wɪð klˈɪɹ spˈeɪs əbˈʌv. jˈɛt—aɪ wˈʌzn̩t θɹuː ðə wˈʊd; wˌʌt dˈɪd ɪt mˈiːn? ænd wʌt wɜː ðiːz ɡɹˈeɪt wˈaɪt mˈæsᵻz ðæt blˈɑːkt ˈɔːl fˈɜːðɚ pɹˈɑːɡɹɛs?