text_original: It is indeed Julia's wood. The hay was making 132 under the trees ; the trees themselves were aged, but vigorous, and inter  spersed with younger ones, which are destined to be their successors, and in future years, when we are dead, to af  ford a shade to future worshippers of nature, who love the memory of that tenderness and peace of which this was the imaginary abode. We walked for  ward among the vineyards, whose nar  row terraces overlook this affecting scene.
text_transcription: IT IS INDEED JULIA'S WOOD THE HAY WAS MAKING UNDER THE TREES THE TREES THEMSELVES WERE AGED BUT VIGOROUS AND INTERSPERSED WITH YOUNGER ONES WHICH ARE DESTINED TO BE THEIR SUCCESSORS AND IN FUTURE YEARS WHEN WE ARE DEAD TO AFFORD A SHADE TO FUTURE WORSHIPPERS OF NATURE WHO LOVE THE MEMORY OF THAT TENDERNESS AND PEACE OF WHICH THIS WAS THE IMAGINARY ABODE WE WALKED FORWARD AMONG THE VINEYARDS WHOSE NARROW TERRACES OVERLOOK THIS AFFECTING SCENE
phonemes: ɪɾ ɪz ˌɪndˈiːd dʒˈuːliəz wˈʊd. ðə hˈeɪ wʌz mˌeɪkɪŋ wˈʌnhˈʌndɹɪd θˈɜːɾi tˈuː ˌʌndɚ ðə tɹˈiːz ; ðə tɹˈiːz ðɛmsˈɛlvz wɜːɹ ˈeɪdʒd, bˌʌt vˈɪɡɚɹəs, ænd ɪntˈɜː spˈɜːst wɪð jˈʌŋɡɚ wˌʌnz, wˌɪtʃ ɑːɹ dˈɛstɪnd təbi ðɛɹ səksˈɛsɚz, ænd ɪn fjˈuːtʃɚ jˈɪɹz, wˌɛn wiː ɑːɹ dˈɛd, tʊ ˈæf fˈɔːɹd ɐ ʃˈeɪd tə fjˈuːtʃɚ wˈɜːʃɪpɚz ʌv nˈeɪtʃɚ, hˌuː lˈʌv ðə mˈɛmɚɹi ʌv ðæt tˈɛndɚnəs ænd pˈiːs ʌvwˈɪtʃ ðɪs wʌzðɪ ɪmˈædʒɪnˌɛɹi ɐbˈoʊd. wiː wˈɔːkt fɔːɹ wˈɔːɹd ɐmˌʌŋ ðə vˈɪnjɚdz, hˌuːz nˈɑːɹ ɹˈoʊ tˈɛɹɪsᵻz ˌoʊvɚlˈʊk ðɪs ɐfˈɛktɪŋ sˈiːn.