text_original: Stricken as she was  so stricken that in the coming days life itself seemed to ooze from her veins and she lay for hours in long white swoons, the spirit of her remained undaunted.
text_transcription: STRICKEN AS SHE WAS SO STRICKEN THAT IN THE COMING DAYS LIFE ITSELF SEEMED TO OOZE FROM HER VEINS AND SHE LAY FOR HOURS IN LONG WHITE SWOONS THE SPIRIT OF HER REMAINED UNDAUNTED
phonemes: stɹˈɪkən æz ʃiː wʌz sˌoʊ stɹˈɪkən ðæt ɪnðə kˈʌmɪŋ dˈeɪz lˈaɪf ɪtsˈɛlf sˈiːmd tʊ ˈuːz fɹʌm hɜː vˈeɪnz ænd ʃiː lˈeɪ fɔːɹ ˈaʊɚz ɪn lˈɔŋ wˈaɪt swˈuːnz, ðə spˈɪɹɪt ʌv hɜː ɹᵻmˈeɪnd ʌndˈɔːntᵻd.