text_original: Here and there a warm stubble field told of summer gone and harvests gathered; her and there the yellowing green of a weeping willow proclaimed that autumn was passing away.
text_transcription: HERE AND THERE A WARM STUBBLE FIELD TOLD OF SUMMER GONE AND HARVESTS GATHERED HERE AND THERE THE YELLOWING GREEN OF A WEEPING WILLOW PROCLAIMED THAT AUTUMN WAS PASSING AWAY
phonemes: hˈɪɹ ɐnd ðˈɛɹ ɐ wˈɔːɹm stˈʌbəl fˈiːld tˈoʊld ʌv sˈʌmɚ ɡɔn ænd hˈɑːɹvɪsts ɡˈæðɚd; hɜːɹ ænd ðɛɹ ðə jˈɛloʊɪŋ ɡɹˈiːn əvə wˈiːpɪŋ wˈɪloʊ pɹəklˈeɪmd ðæt ˈɔːɾʌm wʌz pˈæsɪŋ ɐwˈeɪ.