text_original: Then, taking up a scrap of paper, she read, with violent emphasis and gesture, as follows:— "Thus have I sent the simple King to hell, Without or coffin, shroud, or passing bell: To me what are divine and human laws? I court no sanction but my own applause!
text_transcription: THEN TAKING UP A SCRAP OF PAPER SHE READ WITH VIOLENT EMPHASIS AND GESTURE AS FOLLOWS THUS I HAVE SENT THIS SIMPLE KING TO HELL WITHOUT O'ER COFFIN SHROUD OR PASSING BELL TO ME WHAT ARE DIVINE IN HUMAN LAWS I COURT NO SANCTION BUT MY OWN APPLAUSE
phonemes: ðˈɛn, tˈeɪkɪŋ ˌʌp ɐ skɹˈæp ʌv pˈeɪpɚ, ʃiː ɹˈiːd, wɪð vˈaɪələnt ˈɛmfəsɪs ænd dʒˈɛstʃɚ, æz fˈɑːloʊz:— "ðˈʌs hæv aɪ sˈɛnt ðə sˈɪmpəl kˈɪŋ tə hˈɛl, wɪðˌaʊt ɔːɹ kˈɔfɪn, ʃɹˈaʊd, ɔːɹ pˈæsɪŋ bˈɛl: tə mˌiː wʌt ɑːɹ dᵻvˈaɪn ænd hjˈuːmən lˈɔːz? aɪ kˈɔːɹt nˈoʊ sˈæŋkʃən bˌʌt maɪ ˈoʊn ɐplˈɔːz!