text_original: A hundred tokens of her in his poor lodgings recalled her a hundred times a day, bringing the tears into this poor broken down mourner's eyes.
text_transcription: A HUNDRED TOKENS OF HER IN HIS POOR LODGINGS RECALLED HER A HUNDRED TIMES A DAY BRINGING THE TEARS INTO THIS POOR BROKEN DOWN MOURNER'S EYES
phonemes: ɐ hˈʌndɹɪd tˈoʊkənz ʌv hɜːɹ ɪn hɪz pˈʊɹ lˈɑːdʒɪŋz ɹᵻkˈɔːld hɜːɹ ɐ hˈʌndɹɪd tˈaɪmz ɐ dˈeɪ, bɹˈɪŋɪŋ ðə tˈɪɹz ˌɪntʊ ðɪs pˈʊɹ bɹˈoʊkən dˌaʊn mˈɔːɹnɚz ˈaɪz.