text_original: Always she had felt strangely shamed when he stood bareheaded before her. Beauty Stanton had foregone respect. Yet respect was what she yearned for. The instincts of her girlhood, surviving, made a whited sepulcher of her present life.
text_transcription: ALWAYS SHE HAD FELT STRANGELY SHAMED WHEN HE STOOD BAREHEADED BEFORE HER BEAUTY STANTON HAD FOREGONE RESPECT YET RESPECT WAS WHAT SHE YEARNED FOR THE INSTINCTS OF HER GIRLHOOD SURVIVING MADE A WHITED SEPULCHRE OF HER PRESENT LIFE
phonemes: ˈɔːlweɪz ʃiː hæd fˈɛlt stɹˈeɪndʒli ʃˈeɪmd wɛn hiː stˈʊd bˈɛɹhɛdᵻd bᵻfˈɔːɹ hɜː. bjˈuːɾi stˈæntən hæd fɔːɹɡˈɑːn ɹᵻspˈɛkt. jˈɛt ɹᵻspˈɛkt wʌz wʌt ʃiː jˈɜːnd fɔːɹ. ðɪ ˈɪnstɪŋkts ʌv hɜː ɡˈɜːlhʊd, sɚvˈaɪvɪŋ, mˌeɪd ɐ wˈaɪɾᵻd sˈɛpʌltʃɚɹ ʌv hɜː pɹˈɛzənt lˈaɪf.