text_original: At this end the scent of sheep and wool and men had not yet routed that home essence of the barn, like the savour of acorns and withering beech leaves.
text_transcription: AT THIS END THE SCENT OF SHEEP AND WOOL AND MEN HAD NOT YET ROUTED THAT HOME ESSENCE OF THE BARN LIKE THE SAVOR OF ACORNS AND WITHERING BEECH LEAVES
phonemes: æt ðɪs ˈɛnd ðə sˈɛnt ʌv ʃˈiːp ænd wˈʊl ænd mˈɛn hæd nˌɑːt jˈɛt ɹˈaʊɾᵻd ðæt hˈoʊm ˈɛsəns ʌvðə bˈɑːɹn, lˈaɪk ðə sˈeɪvɚɹ ʌv ˈeɪkɔːɹnz ænd wˈɪðɚɹɪŋ bˈiːtʃ lˈiːvz.