text_original: The lady I remember as well  Lord forbid that I should forget her. And her laugh as I heard it that evening is ringing now in my ears. And yet it was not a laugh. Musical it was, yet there seemed no pleasure in it: rather irony, and a great weariness of the amusements of this world: and a note, too, from a vanity never ruffled.
text_transcription: THE LADY I REMEMBER AS WELL LORD FORGIVE THAT I SHOULD FORGET HER AND HER LAUGH AS I HEARD IT THAT EVENING IS RINGING NOW IN MY EARS AND YET IT WAS NOT A LAUGH MUSICAL IT WAS YET THERE SEEMED NO PLEASURE IN IT RATHER IRONY AND A GREAT WEARINESS OF THE AMUSEMENTS OF THIS WORLD AND A NOTE TOO FROM A VANITY NEVER RUFFLED
phonemes: ðə lˈeɪdi aɪ ɹᵻmˈɛmbɚɹ æz wˈɛl lˈɔːɹd fɚbˈɪd ðæt aɪ ʃˌʊd fɚɡˈɛt hɜː. ænd hɜː lˈæf æz aɪ hˈɜːd ɪt ðæt ˈiːvnɪŋ ɪz ɹˈɪŋɪŋ nˈaʊ ɪn maɪ ˈɪɹz. ænd jˈɛt ɪt wʌz nˌɑːɾə lˈæf. mjˈuːzɪkəl ɪt wˈʌz, jˈɛt ðɛɹ sˈiːmd nˈoʊ plˈɛʒɚɹ ɪn ɪt: ɹˈæðɚɹ ˈaɪɹəni, ænd ɐ ɡɹˈeɪt wˈɪɹinəs ʌvðɪ ɐmjˈuːzmənts ʌv ðɪs wˈɜːld: ænd ɐ nˈoʊt, tˈuː, fɹʌm ɐ vˈænᵻɾi nˈɛvɚ ɹˈʌfəld.