text_original: I one day, when I sat in this solitary retreat musing upon the unhappiness of my fate, was alarmed by a groan that issued from a chamber contiguous to mine, into which I immediately ran, and found a woman stretched on a miserable truckle bed, without any visible signs of life.
text_transcription: I ONE DAY WHEN I SAT IN THIS SOLITARY RETREAT MUSING UPON THE UNHAPPINESS OF MY FATE WAS ALARMED BY A GROAN THAT ISSUED FROM A CHAMBER CONTIGUOUS TO MINE INTO WHICH I IMMEDIATELY RAN AND FOUND A WOMAN STRETCHED ON A MISERABLE TRUCKLE BED WITHOUT ANY VISIBLE SIGNS OF LIFE
phonemes: aɪ wˈʌn dˈeɪ, wˌɛn aɪ sˈæt ɪn ðɪs sˈɑːlətˌɛɹi ɹᵻtɹˈiːt mjˈuːzɪŋ əpˌɑːn ðɪ ʌnhˈæpɪnəs ʌv maɪ fˈeɪt, wʌz ɐlˈɑːɹmd baɪ ɐ ɡɹˈoʊn ðæt ˈɪʃuːd fɹʌm ɐ tʃˈeɪmbɚ kəntˈɪɡjuːəs tə mˈaɪn, ˌɪntʊ wˌɪtʃ aɪ ɪmˈiːdɪətli ɹˈæn, ænd fˈaʊnd ɐ wˈʊmən stɹˈɛtʃt ˌɔn ɐ mˈɪzɹəbəl tɹˈʌkəl bˈɛd, wɪðˌaʊt ˌɛni vˈɪzᵻbəl sˈaɪnz ʌv lˈaɪf.