text_original: They do so darken and jag and quiver, and hang over heavily as a man wanders under them, with never a man to speak to; and then the sands have such a way of shaking, and of shivering, and changing colour beneath the foot, and shining in and out with patterns coming all astray to you!
text_transcription: THEY DO SO DARKEN AND JAG AND QUIVER AND HANG OVER HEAVILY AS A MAN WANDERS UNDER THEM WITH NEVER A MAN TO SPEAK TO AND THEN THE SANDS HAVE SUCH A WAY OF SHAKING AND OF SHIVERING AND CHANGING COLOR BENEATH THE FOOT AND SHINING IN AND OUT WITH PATENTS COMING ALL ASTRAY TO YOU
phonemes: ðeɪ dˈuː sˌoʊ dˈɑːɹkən ænd dʒˈæɡ ænd kwˈɪvɚ, ænd hˈæŋ ˌoʊvɚ hˈɛvili æz ɐ mˈæn wˈɔndɚz ˈʌndɚ ðˌɛm, wɪð nˈɛvɚɹ ɐ mˈæn tə spˈiːk tuː; ænd ðˈɛn ðə sˈændz hæv sˈʌtʃ ɐ wˈeɪ ʌv ʃˈeɪkɪŋ, ænd ʌv ʃˈɪvɚɹɪŋ, ænd tʃˈeɪndʒɪŋ kˈʌlɚ bᵻnˌiːθ ðə fˈʊt, ænd ʃˈaɪnɪŋ ɪn ænd ˈaʊt wɪð pˈætɚnz kˈʌmɪŋ ˈɔːl ɐstɹˈeɪ tə juː!