text_original: At last, as he impatiently fluffed out his feathers, perched on a white currant bush, till he looked like a ball, saying a lot more the while, I made my way through the snow to the wall.
text_transcription: AT LAST AS HE IMPATIENTLY FLUFFED OUT HIS FEATHERS PERCHED ON A WHITE CURRANT BUSH TILL HE LOOKED LIKE A BALL SAYING A LOT MORE THE WHILE I MADE MY WAY THROUGH THE SNOW TO THE WALL
phonemes: æt lˈæst, æz hiː ɪmpˈeɪʃəntli flˈʌft ˈaʊt hɪz fˈɛðɚz, pˈɜːtʃt ˌɔn ɐ wˈaɪt kˈɜːɹənt bˈʊʃ, tˈɪl hiː lˈʊkt lˈaɪk ɐ bˈɔːl, sˈeɪɪŋ ɐ lˈɑːt mˈɔːɹ ðə wˈaɪl, aɪ mˌeɪd maɪ wˈeɪ θɹuː ðə snˈoʊ tə ðə wˈɔːl.