text_original: I confess that sometimes, when that divine Mediterranean which we are never tired of worshipping has been lying in the sunshine like one vast floor of lapis lazuli, I have longed for something rougher and wilder — for such a sea as you and I have watched from the Rashleigh Mauso  leum."
text_transcription: I CONFESS THAT SOMETIMES WHEN THAT DIVINE MEDITERRANEAN WHICH WE ARE NEVER TIRED OF WORSHIPPING HAS BEEN LYING IN THE SUNSHINE LIKE ONE VAST FLOOR OF LAPIS LAZULI I HAVE LONGED FOR SOMETHING ROUGHER AND WILDER FOR SUCH A SEA AS YOU AND I HAVE WATCHED FROM THE RASHLEIGH MAUSOLEUM
phonemes: aɪ kənfˈɛs ðæt sˈʌmtaɪmz, wˌɛn ðæt dᵻvˈaɪn mˌɛdɪɾɪɹˈeɪniən wˌɪtʃ wiː ɑːɹ nˈɛvɚ tˈaɪɚd ʌv wˈɜːʃɪpɪŋ hˈæzbiːn lˈaɪɪŋ ɪnðə sˈʌnʃaɪn lˈaɪk wˈʌn vˈæst flˈɔːɹ ʌv lˈæpiz lˈæzjʊlˌaɪ, aɪ hæv lˈɔŋd fɔːɹ sˈʌmθɪŋ ɹˈʌfɚ ænd wˈaɪldɚ — fɔːɹ sˈʌtʃ ɐ sˈiː æz juː ænd aɪ hæv wˈɑːtʃt fɹʌmðə ɹˈæʃliː mˈɔːsoʊ lˈiːəm."