text_original: Melvil recollected all that had happened as a dream, which had no foundation in truth, and was all day long in a sort of delirium, produced by the alternate gusts of hope and fear that still agitated his bosom; for he was not yet without apprehension of being again disappointed by some unlucky occurrence.
text_transcription: MELVILLE RECOLLECTED ALL THAT HAD HAPPENED AS A DREAM WHICH HAD NO FOUNDATION IN TRUTH AND WAS ALL DAY LONG IN A SORT OF DELIRIUM PRODUCED BY THE ALTERNATE GUSTS OF HOPE AND FEAR THAT STILL AGITATED HIS BOSOM FOR HE WAS NOT YET WITHOUT APPREHENSION OF BEING AGAIN DISAPPOINTED BY SOME UNLUCKY OCCURRENCE
phonemes: mˈɛlvəl ɹˈɛkəlˌɛktᵻd ˈɔːl ðæt hæd hˈæpənd æz ɐ dɹˈiːm, wˌɪtʃ hæd nˈoʊ faʊndˈeɪʃən ɪn tɹˈuːθ, ænd wʌz ˈɔːl dˈeɪ lˈɔŋ ɪn ɐ sˈɔːɹt ʌv dᵻlˈɪɹiəm, pɹədˈuːst baɪ ðɪ ɔːltˈɜːnət ɡˈʌsts ʌv hˈoʊp ænd fˈɪɹ ðæt stˈɪl ˈædʒᵻtˌeɪɾᵻd hɪz bˈʊzəm; fɔːɹ hiː wʌz nˌɑːt jˈɛt wɪðˌaʊt ˌæpɹihˈɛnʃən ʌv bˌiːɪŋ ɐɡˈɛn dˌɪsɐpˈɔɪntᵻd baɪ sˌʌm ʌnlˈʌki əkˈɜːɹəns.