text_original: Carrying a curved knife in her right hand, the faithful Pomona glided swiftly up the hillside, and primed the low bending vines of all rank shoots. By cutting away all withered branches, she kept her orchards green and trim, and thus helped the trees to bring forth richest fruit.
text_transcription: CARRYING A CURVED KNIFE IN HER RIGHT HAND THE FAITHFUL POMONA GLIDED SWIFTLY UP THE HILLSIDE AND PRIMED THE LOW BENDING VINES OF ALL RANK SHOOTS BY CUTTING AWAY ALL WITHERED BRANCHES SHE KEPT HER ORCHARDS GREEN AND TRIM AND THUS HELPED THE TREES TO BRING FORTH RICHEST FRUIT
phonemes: kˈæɹiɪŋ ɐ kˈɜːvd nˈaɪf ɪn hɜː ɹˈaɪt hˈænd, ðə fˈeɪθfəl pəmˈoʊnə ɡlˈaɪdᵻd swˈɪftli ˌʌp ðə hˈɪlsaɪd, ænd pɹˈaɪmd ðə lˈoʊ bˈɛndɪŋ vˈaɪnz ʌv ˈɔːl ɹˈæŋk ʃˈuːts. baɪ kˈʌɾɪŋ ɐwˈeɪ ˈɔːl wˈɪðɚd bɹˈæntʃᵻz, ʃiː kˈɛpt hɜːɹ ˈɔːɹtʃɚdz ɡɹˈiːn ænd tɹˈɪm, ænd ðˈʌs hˈɛlpt ðə tɹˈiːz tə bɹˈɪŋ fˈɔːɹθ ɹˈɪtʃɪst fɹˈuːt.