text_original: Her blood flowed at low ebb. She felt the long forgotten recurrence of an old morbid horror, like a poison lichen fastening upon the very spring of life.
text_transcription: HER BLOOD FLOWED AT LOWEB SHE FELT THE LONG FORGOTTEN RECURRENCE OF AN OLD MORBID HORROR LIKE A POISON LICHEN FASTENING UPON THE VERY SPRING OF LIFE
phonemes: hɜː blˈʌd flˈoʊd æt lˈoʊ ˈɛb. ʃiː fˈɛlt ðə lˈɔŋ fɚɡˈɑːʔn̩ ɹᵻkˈɜːɹəns əvən ˈoʊld mˈɔːɹbɪd hˈɔɹɚ, lˈaɪk ɐ pˈɔɪzən lˈaɪkən fˈæsənɪŋ əpˌɑːn ðə vˈɛɹi spɹˈɪŋ ʌv lˈaɪf.