text_original: Sorrow had set its brand upon this protesting face in deep, violet marks under the eyes, in lines which no human power could erase: sorrow had flecked with white the gold of the hair, had proclaimed her a woman with a history.
text_transcription: SORROW HAD SET ITS BRAND UPON THIS PROTESTING FACE IN DEEP VIOLENT MARKS UNDER THE EYES IN LINES WHICH NO HUMAN POWER COULD ERASE SORROW HAD FLECKED WITH WHITE THE GOLD OF THE HAIR HAD PROCLAIMED HER A WOMAN WITH A HISTORY
phonemes: sˈɑːɹoʊ hæd sˈɛt ɪts bɹˈænd əpˌɑːn ðɪs pɹətˈɛstɪŋ fˈeɪs ɪn dˈiːp, vˈaɪəlɪt mˈɑːɹks ˌʌndɚ ðɪ ˈaɪz, ɪn lˈaɪnz wˌɪtʃ nˈoʊ hjˈuːmən pˈaʊɚ kʊd ᵻɹˈeɪs: sˈɑːɹoʊ hæd flˈɛkt wɪð wˈaɪt ðə ɡˈoʊld ʌvðə hˈɛɹ, hæd pɹəklˈeɪmd hɜːɹ ɐ wˈʊmən wɪð ɐ hˈɪstɚɹi.