text_original: stretching their limbs one way as if craving alms of the sun," and, to my thinking, this fine old farm of Sowdens is far too near the mills of Haworth to represent the God forsaken, lonely house of Emily's fancy.
text_transcription: STRETCHING THEIR LIMBS ONE WAY AS IF CRAVING ALMS OF THE SUN AND TO MY THINKING THIS FINE OLD FARM OF SOUNDS IS FAR TOO NEAR THE MILLS OF HAWORTH TO REPRESENT THE GOD FORSAKEN LONELY HOUSE OF EMILY'S FANCY
phonemes: stɹˈɛtʃɪŋ ðɛɹ lˈɪmz wˈʌn wˈeɪ æz ɪf kɹˈeɪvɪŋ ˈɑːmz ʌvðə sˈʌn," ænd, tə maɪ θˈɪŋkɪŋ, ðɪs fˈaɪn ˈoʊld fˈɑːɹm ʌv sˈoʊdənz ɪz fˈɑːɹ tˈuː nˌɪɹ ðə mˈɪlz ʌv hˈæwɜːθ tə ɹˌɛpɹᵻzˈɛnt ðə ɡˈɑːd fɔːɹsˈeɪkən, lˈoʊnli hˈaʊs ʌv ˈɛmᵻliz fˈænsi.