text_original: When Rhoda went down into the old parlour, she found it glowing with fire and candle light. Her father had come in from the wet fields and the sheepfolds, and was waiting to give her a welcome. Red curtains shut out the foggy evening; red lights danced on the well spread table.
text_transcription: WHEN RHODA WENT DOWN INTO THE OLD PARLOR SHE FOUND IT GLOWING WITH FIRE AND CANDLE LIGHT HER FATHER HAD COME IN FROM THE WET FIELDS AND THE SHEEPFOLDS AND WAS WAITING TO GIVE HER A WELCOME RED CURTAINS SHUT OUT THE FOGGY EVENING RED LIGHTS DANCED ON THE WELL SPREAD TABLE
phonemes: wˌɛn ɹˈoʊdə wɛnt dˌaʊn ˌɪntʊ ðɪ ˈoʊld pˈɑːɹlɚ, ʃiː fˈaʊnd ɪt ɡlˈoʊɪŋ wɪð fˈaɪɚ ænd kˈændəl lˈaɪt. hɜː fˈɑːðɚ hæd kˈʌm ɪn fɹʌmðə wˈɛt fˈiːldz ænd ðə ʃˈiːpfoʊldz, ænd wʌz wˈeɪɾɪŋ tə ɡˈɪv hɜːɹ ɐ wˈɛlkʌm. ɹˈɛd kˈɜːtənz ʃˈʌt ˈaʊt ðə fˈɑːɡi ˈiːvnɪŋ; ɹˈɛd lˈaɪts dˈænst ɔnðə wˈɛl spɹˈɛd tˈeɪbəl.