text_original: " Eleanor, my dear Eleanor ! why do you talk of these things? " The girl's voice had risen with the vehemence of her passion, and Kichard Thornton dreaded the effect which this kind of conversation might have upon her excitable nature.
text_transcription: ELEANOR MY DEAR ELEANOR WHY DO YOU TALK OF THESE THINGS THE GIRL'S VOICE HAD RISEN WITH THE VEHEMENCE OF HER PASSION AND RICHARD THORNTON DREADED THE EFFECT WHICH THIS KIND OF CONVERSATION MIGHT HAVE UPON HER EXCITABLE NATURE
phonemes: " ᵻlˈiːnɚ, maɪ dˈɪɹ ᵻlˈiːnɚ ! wˌaɪ dˈuː juː tˈɔːk ʌv ðiːz θˈɪŋz? " ðə ɡˈɜːlz vˈɔɪs hæd ɹˈɪzən wɪððə vˈiəməns ʌv hɜː pˈæʃən, ænd kˈɪtʃɚd θˈɔːɹntən dɹˈɛdᵻd ðɪ ɪfˈɛkt wˌɪtʃ ðɪs kˈaɪnd ʌv kɑːnvɚsˈeɪʃən mˌaɪthɐv əpˌɑːn hɜːɹ ɛksˈaɪɾəbəl nˈeɪtʃɚ.