text_original: In the midst of this gay crowd, of all this life and sunshine, a feeling of loneliness which was almost fear  a feeling of being utterly adrift, cut off from all the world  came over her; and she felt like one of her own plants, plucked up from its native earth, with all its poor roots hanging bare, as though groping for the earth to cling to.
text_transcription: IN THE MIDST OF THIS GAY CROWD OF ALL THIS LIGHT AND SUNSHINE A FEELING OF LONELINESS WHICH WAS ALMOST FEAR A FEELING OF BEING UTTERLY ADRIFT CUT OFF FROM ALL THE WORLD CAME OVER HER AND SHE FELT LIKE ONE OF HER OWN PLANTS PLUCKED UP FROM ITS NATIVE EARTH WITH ALL ITS POOR ROOTS HANGING BARE AS THOUGH GROPING FOR THE EARTH TO CLING TO
phonemes: ɪnðə mˈɪdst ʌv ðɪs ɡˈeɪ kɹˈaʊd, ʌv ˈɔːl ðɪs lˈaɪf ænd sˈʌnʃaɪn, ɐ fˈiːlɪŋ ʌv lˈoʊnlinəs wˌɪtʃ wʌz ˈɔːlmoʊst fˈɪɹ ɐ fˈiːlɪŋ ʌv bˌiːɪŋ ˈʌɾɚli ɐdɹˈɪft, kˈʌt ˈɔf fɹʌm ˈɔːl ðə wˈɜːld kˈeɪm ˈoʊvɚ hɜː; ænd ʃiː fˈɛlt lˈaɪk wˈʌn ʌv hɜːɹ ˈoʊn plˈænts, plˈʌkt ˌʌp fɹʌm ɪts nˈeɪɾɪv ˈɜːθ, wɪð ˈɔːl ɪts pˈʊɹ ɹˈuːts hˈæŋɪŋ bˈɛɹ, æz ðˌoʊ ɡɹˈoʊpɪŋ fɚðɪ ˈɜːθ tə klˈɪŋ tuː.