text_original: Before I could form any feasible project, I fell asleep, and my fancy was blest with the image of the dear Narcissa, who seemed to smile upon my passion, and offer her hand as a reward for all my toils.
text_transcription: BEFORE I COULD FORM ANY FEASIBLE PROJECT I FELL ASLEEP AND MY FANCY WAS BLESSED WITH THE IMAGE OF THE DEAR NARCISSA WHO SEEMED TO SMILE UPON MY PASSION AND OFFER HER HAND AS A REWARD FOR ALL MY TOILS
phonemes: bᵻfˌɔːɹ aɪ kʊd fˈɔːɹm ˌɛni fˈiːzᵻbəl pɹˈɑːdʒɛkt, aɪ fˈɛl ɐslˈiːp, ænd maɪ fˈænsi wʌz blˈɛst wɪððɪ ˈɪmɪdʒ ʌvðə dˈɪɹ nɑːɹsˈɪsə, hˌuː sˈiːmd tə smˈaɪl əpˌɑːn maɪ pˈæʃən, ænd ˈɔfɚ hɜː hˈænd æz ɐ ɹᵻwˈɔːɹd fɔːɹ ˈɔːl maɪ tˈɔɪlz.