text_original: Eleanor Vane felt a pang of remorse as she remembered how very easily she had borne her separation from these faithful friends. It was not that she loved them less, or forgot their goodness to her.
text_transcription: ELINOR VANE FELT A PANG OF REMORSE AS SHE REMEMBERED HOW VERY EASILY SHE HAD BORNE HER SEPARATION FROM THESE FAITHFUL FRIENDS IT WAS NOT THAT SHE LOVED THEM LESS OR FORGOT THEIR GOODNESS TO HER
phonemes: ᵻlˈiːnɚ vˈeɪn fˈɛlt ɐ pˈæŋ ʌv ɹᵻmˈɔːɹs æz ʃiː ɹᵻmˈɛmbɚd hˌaʊ vˈɛɹi ˈiːzili ʃiː hæd bˈɔːɹn hɜː sˌɛpɚɹˈeɪʃən fɹʌm ðiːz fˈeɪθfəl fɹˈɛndz. ɪt wʌz nˌɑːt ðæt ʃiː lˈʌvd ðˌɛm lˈɛs, ɔːɹ fɚɡˈɑːt ðɛɹ ɡˈʊdnəs tə hɜː.