text_original: "It is true that I hated you at Temple Bow. When my father was killed and I was left a homeless orphan you had no pity for me, though your husband was my mother's brother. But you did me a good turn after all, for you drove me out into a world where I learned to rely upon myself.
text_transcription: IT IS TRUE THAT I HATED YOU AT TEMPLE BEAUX WHEN MY FATHER WAS KILLED AND I WAS LEFT A HOMELESS ORPHAN YOU HAD NO PITY FOR ME THOUGH YOUR HUSBAND WAS MY MOTHER'S BROTHER BUT YOU DID ME A GOOD TURN AFTER ALL FOR YOU DROVE ME OUT INTO THE WORLD WHERE I LEARNED TO RELY UPON MYSELF
phonemes: "ɪɾ ɪz tɹˈuː ðæt aɪ hˈeɪɾᵻd juː æt tˈɛmpəl bˈoʊ. wˌɛn maɪ fˈɑːðɚ wʌz kˈɪld ænd aɪ wʌz lˈɛft ɐ hˈoʊmləs ˈɔːɹfən juː hæd nˈoʊ pˈɪɾi fɔːɹ mˌiː, ðˌoʊ jʊɹ hˈʌsbənd wʌz maɪ mˈʌðɚz bɹˈʌðɚ. bˌʌt juː dˈɪd mˌiː ɐ ɡˈʊd tˈɜːn ˈæftɚɹ ˈɔːl, fɔːɹ juː dɹˈoʊv mˌiː ˈaʊt ˌɪntʊ ɐ wˈɜːld wˌɛɹ aɪ lˈɜːnd tə ɹᵻlˈaɪ əpˌɑːn maɪsˈɛlf.