text_original: "Do you ever feel any envy now, mamma?" said Lucy. "I cannot say that I never feel it, my dear; but I bless God that this wicked passion has not the power over me which it used to have."
text_transcription: DO YOU EVER FEEL ANY ENVY NOW MAMMA SAID LUCY I CANNOT SAY THAT I NEVER FEEL IT MY DEAR BUT I BLESS GOD THAT THIS WICKED PASSION IS NOT THE POWER OVER ME WHICH IT USED TO HAVE
phonemes: "dˈuː juː ˈɛvɚ fˈiːl ˌɛni ˈɛnvi nˈaʊ, mˈæmə?" sˈɛd lˈuːsi. "aɪ kænˈɑːt sˈeɪ ðæt aɪ nˈɛvɚ fˈiːl ɪt, maɪ dˈɪɹ; bˌʌt aɪ blˈɛs ɡˈɑːd ðæt ðɪs wˈɪkᵻd pˈæʃən həznɑːt ðə pˈaʊɚɹ ˌoʊvɚ mˌiː wˌɪtʃ ɪt jˈuːzd tə hˈæv."