text_original: A thousand times, thought I, have Julia and St. Preux walked on this terrassed road, looking towards these mountains which I now behold ; nay, treading on the ground where I now tread.
text_transcription: A THOUSAND TIMES THOUGHT I HAVE JULIA AND SAINT PRE WALKED ON THIS TERRACED LAND LOOKING TOWARD THESE MOUNTAINS WHICH I NOW BEHOLD NAY TREADING ON THE GROUND WHERE I NOW TREAD
phonemes: ɐ θˈaʊzənd tˈaɪmz, θˈɔːt ˈaɪ, hæv dʒˈuːliə ænd sənt. pɹiːˈʌ wˈɔːkt ˌɔn ðɪs tˈɛɹəst ɹˈoʊd, lˈʊkɪŋ təwˈɔːɹdz ðiːz mˈaʊntɪnz wˌɪtʃ aɪ nˈaʊ bᵻhˈoʊld ; nˈeɪ, tɹˈɛdɪŋ ɔnðə ɡɹˈaʊnd wˌɛɹ aɪ nˈaʊ tɹˈɛd.