text_original: Now, give me a kiss, girl, and let me see thee! How now!" as he folded her in his rough arms; "thou art a mere feather, as slight as our sick Jungfrau herself." And then, regarding her, as she stood drooping, "Thou art not half the woman thy mother was—she was stately and straight as a column, and tall withal." "True!"
text_transcription: NOW GIVE ME A KISS GIRL AND LET ME SEE THEE HOW NOW AS HE FOLDED HER IN HIS ROUGH ARMS THOU ART A MERE FEATHER AS SLIGHT AS OUR SICK YOUNG FOW HERSELF AND THEN REGARDING HER AS SHE STOOD DROOPING THOU ART NOT HALF THE WOMAN THY MOTHER WAS SHE WAS STATELY AND STRAIGHT AS A COLUMN AND TALL WITHAL TRUE
phonemes: nˈaʊ, ɡˈɪv mˌiː ɐ kˈɪs, ɡˈɜːl, ænd lˈɛt mˌiː sˈiː ðˈiː! hˌaʊ nˈaʊ!" æz hiː fˈoʊldᵻd hɜːɹ ɪn hɪz ɹˈʌf ˈɑːɹmz; "ðˈaʊ ˈɑːɹt ɐ mˈɪɹ fˈɛðɚ, æz slˈaɪt æz ˌaʊɚ sˈɪk jˈʊŋfɹaʊ hɜːsˈɛlf." ænd ðˈɛn, ɹᵻɡˈɑːɹdɪŋ hɜː, æz ʃiː stˈʊd dɹˈuːpɪŋ, "ðˈaʊ ˈɑːɹt nˌɑːt hˈæf ðə wˈʊmən ðˌaɪ mˈʌðɚ wʌz—ʃiː wʌz stˈeɪtli ænd stɹˈeɪt æz ɐ kˈɑːlʌm, ænd tˈɔːl wɪðˈæl." "tɹˈuː!"