text_original: The place where the Rhone joins the lake was marked by a line of tremendous breakers ; the river is as rapid as when it leaves the lake, but is muddy and dark. We went about a league farther on the road to La Valais, and stopped at a castle called La Tour de Bouverie, which seems to be the frontier of Switzerland and Savoy, as we were asked for our passports, on the supposition of our proceeding to Italy.
text_transcription: THE PLACE WHERE THE RHONE JOINS THE LAKE WAS MARKED BY A LINE OF TREMENDOUS BREAKERS THE RIVER IS AS RAPID AS WHEN IT LEAVES THE LAKE BUT IS MUDDY AND DARK WE WENT ABOUT A LEAGUE FARTHER ON THE ROAD TO LA VALET AND STOPPED AT A CASTLE CALLED LATOURS DU BOUVERY WHICH SEEMS TO BE THE FRONTIER OF SWITZERLAND AND SAVOIS AS WE WERE ASKED FOR OUR PASSPORTS ON THE SUPPOSITION OF OUR PROCEEDING TO ITALY
phonemes: ðə plˈeɪs wˌɛɹ ðə ɹˈoʊn dʒˈɔɪnz ðə lˈeɪk wʌz mˈɑːɹkt baɪ ɐ lˈaɪn ʌv tɹəmˈɛndəs bɹˈeɪkɚz ; ðə ɹˈɪvɚɹ ɪz æz ɹˈæpɪd æz wɛn ɪt lˈiːvz ðə lˈeɪk, bˌʌt ɪz mˈʌdi ænd dˈɑːɹk. wiː wɛnt ɐbˌaʊt ɐ lˈiːɡ fˈɑːɹðɚɹ ɔnðə ɹˈoʊd tə lˌæ vˈæleɪ, ænd stˈɑːpt æɾə kˈæsəl kˈɔːld lˌæ tˈʊɹ də bˈuːvɚɹi, wˌɪtʃ sˈiːmz təbi ðə fɹʌntˈɪɹ ʌv swˈɪtsɚlənd ænd sɐvˈɔɪ, æz wiː wɜːɹ ˈæskt fɔːɹ ˌaʊɚ pˈæspɔːɹts, ɔnðə səpəzˈɪʃən ʌv ˌaʊɚ pɹəsˈiːdɪŋ tʊ ˈɪɾəli.