text_original: CHAPTER XIII It was now early in May; and in the blooming orchards and extensive beech woods of Normandy, Emmeline found much to admire and something to lament.
text_transcription: CHAPTER THIRTEEN IT WAS NOW EARLY IN MAY AND IN THE BLOOMING ORCHARDS AND EXTENSIVE BEECH WOODS OF NORMANDY EMMELINE FOUND MUCH TO ADMIRE AND SOMETHING TO LAMENT
phonemes: tʃˈæptɚ ɹˌoʊmən θˈɜːtiːn ɪt wʌz nˈaʊ ˈɜːli ɪn mˈeɪ; ænd ɪnðə blˈuːmɪŋ ˈɔːɹtʃɚdz ænd ɛkstˈɛnsɪv bˈiːtʃ wˈʊdz ʌv nˈɔːɹməndi, ˈɛmɪlˌaɪn fˈaʊnd mˈʌtʃ tʊ ɐdmˈaɪɚ ænd sˈʌmθɪŋ tə lɐmˈɛnt.