text_original: She had been studying her lessons, but it had grown too dark to see the book, so she had fallen into wide eyed reverie, looking out past the boughs of the Snow Queen, once more bestarred with its tufts of blossom.
text_transcription: SHE HAD BEEN STUDYING HER LESSONS BUT IT HAD GROWN TOO DARK TO SEE THE BOOK SO SHE HAD FALLEN INTO WIDE EYED REVERIE LOOKING OUT PAST THE BOUGHS OF THE SNOW QUEEN ONCE MORE BESTARRED WITH ITS TUFTS OF BLOSSOM
phonemes: ʃiː hɐdbɪn stˈʌdiɪŋ hɜː lˈɛsənz, bˌʌt ɪt hæd ɡɹˈoʊn tˈuː dˈɑːɹk tə sˈiː ðə bˈʊk, sˌoʊ ʃiː hæd fˈɔːlən ˌɪntʊ wˈaɪd ˈaɪd ɹˈɛvɚɹi, lˈʊkɪŋ ˈaʊt pˈæst ðə bˈaʊz ʌvðə snˈoʊ kwˈiːn, wˈʌns mˈɔːɹ bᵻstˈɑːɹd wɪð ɪts tˈʌfts ʌv blˈɔsəm.