text_original: It would have an open fire place, a rough flag hearth, and a rustic porch, draped with hop vines and wild roses. I would have Finance and Desektion. 169 a boat, catch fisli and raise poultry. ISTo sound of strife should ever come into my cabin but those of waves, winds, birds and insects. Ah, what a paradise it would be!
text_transcription: IT WOULD HAVE AN OPEN FIREPLACE A ROUGH FLAG HEARTH AND A RUSTIC PORCH DRAPED WITH HOP VINES AND WILD ROSES I WOULD HAVE A BOAT CATCH FISH AND RAISE POULTRY NO SOUND OF STRIFE WOULD EVER COME INTO MY CABIN BUT THOSE OF WAVES WINDS BIRDS AND INSECTS AH WHAT A PARADISE IT WOULD BE
phonemes: ɪt wʊdhɐv ɐn ˈoʊpən fˈaɪɚ plˈeɪs, ɐ ɹˈʌf flˈæɡ hˈɑːɹθ, ænd ɐ ɹˈʌstɪk pˈɔːɹtʃ, dɹˈeɪpt wɪð hˈɑːp vˈaɪnz ænd wˈaɪld ɹˈoʊzᵻz. aɪ wʊdhɐv fˈaɪnæns ænd dᵻsˈɛkʃən. wˈʌnhˈʌndɹɪd sˈɪksti nˈaɪn ɐ bˈoʊt, kˈætʃ fˈɪsli ænd ɹˈeɪz pˈoʊltɹi. ˈɪstoʊ sˈaʊnd ʌv stɹˈaɪf ʃˌʊd ˈɛvɚ kˈʌm ˌɪntʊ maɪ kˈæbɪn bˌʌt ðoʊz ʌv wˈeɪvz, wˈɪndz, bˈɜːdz ænd ˈɪnsɛkts. ˈɑː, wˌʌt ɐ pˈæɹədˌaɪs ɪt wʊd bˈiː!