text_original: Sternly ordering the frightened crew to press on, Pliny stood in the bow of his vessel, calmly dictating notes and observations on the awful scene. Reaching Stabiae, he found a friend in great fear, preparing for flight, and waiting for a change of wind.
text_transcription: STERNLY ORDERING THE FRIGHTENED CREW TO PRESS ON PLENTY STOOD IN THE BOW OF HIS VESSEL CALMLY DICTATING NOTES AND OBSERVATIONS ON THE AWFUL SCENE REACHING STABIAE HE FOUND A FRIEND IN GREAT FEAR PREPARING FOR FLIGHT AND WAITING FOR A CHANGE OF WIND
phonemes: stˈɜːnli ˈɔːɹdɚɹɪŋ ðə fɹˈaɪʔn̩d kɹˈuː tə pɹˈɛs ˈɔn, plˈaɪni stˈʊd ɪnðə bˈoʊ ʌv hɪz vˈɛsəl, kˈɑːmli dˈɪkteɪɾɪŋ nˈoʊts ænd ɑːbzɚvˈeɪʃənz ɔnðɪ ˈɔːfəl sˈiːn. ɹˈiːtʃɪŋ stˈæbɪˌiː, hiː fˈaʊnd ɐ fɹˈɛnd ɪn ɡɹˈeɪt fˈɪɹ, pɹɪpˈɛɹɪŋ fɔːɹ flˈaɪt, ænd wˈeɪɾɪŋ fɚɹə tʃˈeɪndʒ ʌv wˈɪnd.