text_original: When she was left alone this state gradually wore away, and there remained a throbbing, quivering suspense of love. Her despair had ended. The spirit that had upheld her through all the long, dark hours had reached its fulfilment.
text_transcription: WHEN SHE WAS LEFT ALONE THIS STATE GRADUALLY WORE AWAY AND THERE REMAINED A THROBBING QUIVERING SUSPENSE OF LOVE HER DESPAIR HAD ENDED THE SPIRIT THAT HAD UPHELD HER THROUGH ALL THE LONG DARK HOURS HAD REACHED ITS FULFILMENT
phonemes: wˌɛn ʃiː wʌz lˈɛft ɐlˈoʊn ðɪs stˈeɪt ɡɹˈædʒuːəli wˈɔːɹ ɐwˈeɪ, ænd ðɛɹ ɹᵻmˈeɪnd ɐ θɹˈɑːbɪŋ, kwˈɪvɚɹɪŋ səspˈɛns ʌv lˈʌv. hɜː dᵻspˈɛɹ hæd ˈɛndᵻd. ðə spˈɪɹɪt ðæt hæd ʌphˈɛld hɜː θɹuː ˈɔːl ðə lˈɔŋ, dˈɑːɹk ˈaʊɚz hæd ɹˈiːtʃt ɪts fʊlfˈɪlmənt.