text_original: At this information the hapless Monimia fell back in her chair, and continued some minutes in a swoon; from which being recovered, "Excuse me, Mr. Fathom," cried she with a deep sigh; "this, I hope, is the last agony I shall feel from my unhappy passion."
text_transcription: AT THIS INFORMATION THE HAPLESS MANIA FELL BACK IN HER CHAIR AND CONTINUED SOME MINUTES IN A SWOON FROM WHICH BEING RECOVERED EXCUSE ME MISTER FATHOM CRIED SHE WITH A DEEP SIGH THIS I HOPE IS THE LAST AGONY I SHALL FEEL FROM MY UNHAPPY PASSION
phonemes: æt ðɪs ˌɪnfɚmˈeɪʃən ðə hˈæpləs mənˈɪmiə fˈɛl bˈæk ɪn hɜː tʃˈɛɹ, ænd kəntˈɪnjuːd sˌʌm mˈɪnɪts ɪn ɐ swˈuːn; fɹʌm wˈɪtʃ bˌiːɪŋ ɹᵻkˈʌvɚd, "ɛkskjˈuːs mˌiː, mˈɪstɚ. fˈæðəm," kɹˈaɪd ʃiː wɪð ɐ dˈiːp sˈaɪ; "ðˈɪs, aɪ hˈoʊp, ɪz ðə lˈæst ˈæɡəni aɪʃˌɐl fˈiːl fɹʌm maɪ ʌnhˈæpi pˈæʃən."