text_original: The rising sun had sent, through an opening in the woods, a shaft of light, which centred on a hickory tree that stood alone in the meadow, and was then in the perfection of its golden autumn glory.
text_transcription: THE RISING SUN HAD SENT THROUGH AN OPENING IN THE WOODS A SHAFT OF LIGHT WHICH CENTERED ON A HICKORY TREE THAT STOOD ALONE IN THE MEADOW AND WAS THEN IN THE PERFECTION OF ITS GOLDEN AUTUMN GLORY
phonemes: ðə ɹˈaɪzɪŋ sˈʌn hæd sˈɛnt, θɹuː ɐn ˈoʊpənɪŋ ɪnðə wˈʊdz, ɐ ʃˈæft ʌv lˈaɪt, wˌɪtʃ sˈɛntəd ˌɔn ɐ hˈɪkɚɹi tɹˈiː ðæt stˈʊd ɐlˈoʊn ɪnðə mˈɛdoʊ, ænd wʌz ðˈɛn ɪnðə pɚfˈɛkʃən ʌv ɪts ɡˈoʊldən ˈɔːɾʌm ɡlˈɔːɹi.