text_original: She did not so much as turn. Then he took me by the arm and led me to a bench under a magnolia a little distance away, where he seated himself, and looked up at me despairingly. "Behold," said he, "what was once your friend and cousin, your counsellor, sage, and guardian. Behold the clay which conducted you hither, with the heart neatly but painfully extracted.
text_transcription: SHE DID NOT SO MUCH AS TURN THEN HE TOOK ME BY THE ARM AND LED ME TO A BENCH UNDER A MAGNOLIA A LITTLE DISTANCE AWAY WHERE HE SEATED HIMSELF AND LOOKED UP AT ME DESPAIRINGLY BEHOLD SAID HE WAS ONCE YOUR FRIEND AND COUSIN YOUR COUNSELLOR SAGE AND GUARDIAN BEHOLD THE CLAY WHICH CONDUCTED YOU HITHER WITH A HEART NEATLY BUT PAINFULLY EXTRACTED
phonemes: ʃiː dɪdnˌɑːt sˈoʊ mˌʌtʃ æz tˈɜːn. ðˈɛn hiː tˈʊk mˌiː baɪ ðɪ ˈɑːɹm ænd lˈɛd mˌiː tʊ ɐ bˈɛntʃ ˌʌndɚɹ ɐ mæɡnˈoʊliə ɐ lˈɪɾəl dˈɪstəns ɐwˈeɪ, wˌɛɹ hiː sˈiːɾᵻd hɪmsˈɛlf, ænd lˈʊkt ˌʌp æt mˌiː dᵻspˈɛɹɪŋli. "bᵻhˈoʊld," sˈɛd hiː, "wˌʌt wʌz wˈʌns jʊɹ fɹˈɛnd ænd kˈʌzən, jʊɹ kˈaʊnsəlɚ, sˈeɪdʒ, ænd ɡˈɑːɹdiən. bᵻhˈoʊld ðə klˈeɪ wˌɪtʃ kəndˈʌktᵻd juː hˈɪðɚ, wɪððə hˈɑːɹt nˈiːtli bˌʌt pˈeɪnfəli ɛkstɹˈæktᵻd.