text_original: His friends grew worried. Nancy came to him and begged him to stop, to go away for a while; but he laughed at them all. In the bitterness of his soul he had come to feel that here was his way out; he could give himself here.
text_transcription: HIS FRIENDS GREW WORRIED NANCY CAME TO HIM AND BEGGED HIM TO STOP TO GO AWAY FOR A WHILE BUT HE LAUGHED AT THEM ALL IN THE BITTERNESS OF HIS SOUL HE HAD COME TO FEEL THAT HERE WAS HIS WAY OUT HE COULD GIVE HIMSELF HERE
phonemes: hɪz fɹˈɛndz ɡɹˈuː wˈʌɹid. nˈænsi kˈeɪm tə hˌɪm ænd bˈɛɡd hˌɪm tə stˈɑːp, tə ɡˌoʊ ɐwˈeɪ fɚɹə wˈaɪl; bˌʌt hiː lˈæft æt ðˌɛm ˈɔːl. ɪnðə bˈɪtɚnəs ʌv hɪz sˈoʊl hiː hæd kˈʌm tə fˈiːl ðæt hˈɪɹ wʌz hɪz wˈeɪ ˈaʊt; hiː kʊd ɡˈɪv hɪmsˈɛlf hˈɪɹ.