text_original: I have never forgotten, Dick. Night after night — though I've been happy and light hearted enough in the day, for I could not be otherwise than happy with you and the Signora — night after night I have lain awake thinking of my father's death. If that death had been a common one ; if he had died in my arms at the will of God instead of by the cruelty of a wretch, my grief might have worn itself out by this time. But as it is, I cannot forget; I cannot forgive.
text_transcription: I HAVE NEVER FORGOTTEN DICK NIGHT AFTER NIGHT THOUGH I'VE BEEN HAPPY AND LIGHT HEARTED ENOUGH IN THE DAY FOR I COULD NOT BE OTHERWISE THAN HAPPY WITH YOU AND THE SENORA NIGHT AFTER NIGHT I HAVE LAIN AWAKE THINKING OF MY FATHER'S DEATH IF THAT DEATH HAD BEEN A COMMON ONE IF HE HAD DIED IN MY ARMS AT THE WILL OF GOD INSTEAD OF BY THE CRUELTY OF A WRETCH MY GRIEF MIGHT HAVE WORN ITSELF OUT BY THIS TIME BUT AS IT IS I CANNOT FORGET I CANNOT FORGIVE
phonemes: aɪ hæv nˈɛvɚ fɚɡˈɑːʔn̩, dˈɪk. nˈaɪt ˈæftɚ nˈaɪt — ðˌoʊ aɪv bˌɪn hˈæpi ænd lˈaɪt hˈɑːɹɾᵻd ɪnˈʌf ɪnðə dˈeɪ, fɔːɹ aɪ kʊd nˌɑːt biː ˈʌðɚwˌaɪz ðɐn hˈæpi wɪð juː ænd ðə sɪnjˈɔːɹə — nˈaɪt ˈæftɚ nˈaɪt aɪ hæv lˈeɪn ɐwˈeɪk θˈɪŋkɪŋ ʌv maɪ fˈɑːðɚz dˈɛθ. ɪf ðæt dˈɛθ hɐdbɪn ɐ kˈɑːmən wˌʌn ; ɪf hiː hæd dˈaɪd ɪn maɪ ˈɑːɹmz æt ðə wɪl ʌv ɡˈɑːd ɪnstˈɛd ʌv baɪ ðə kɹˈuːəlti əvɚ ɹˈɛtʃ, maɪ ɡɹˈiːf mˌaɪthɐv wˈɔːɹn ɪtsˈɛlf ˈaʊt baɪ ðɪs tˈaɪm. bˌʌt ˌæzɪtˈɪz, aɪ kænˈɑːt fɚɡˈɛt; aɪ kænˈɑːt fɚɡˈɪv.