text_original: I listened to her low words, but turned my face away   Away from her eyes' soft light, and the mocking light of the day. "He was noble and proud," she said, "and had chosen her from all The haughty ladies, and great; she didn't deserve her lot."
text_transcription: I LISTENED TO HER LOW WORDS BUT TURNED MY FACE AWAY FROM HER EYE'S SOFT LIGHT AND THE MOCKING LIGHT OF THE DAY HE WAS NOBLE AND PROUD SHE SAID AND HAD CHOSEN HER FROM ALL THE HAUGHTY LADIES AND GREAT SHE DIDN'T DESERVE HER LOT
phonemes: aɪ lˈɪsənd tə hɜː lˈoʊ wˈɜːdz, bˌʌt tˈɜːnd maɪ fˈeɪs ɐwˈeɪ ɐwˈeɪ fɹʌm hɜːɹ ˈaɪz sˈɔft lˈaɪt, ænd ðə mˈɑːkɪŋ lˈaɪt ʌvðə dˈeɪ. "hiː wʌz nˈoʊbəl ænd pɹˈaʊd," ʃiː sˈɛd, "ænd hæd tʃˈoʊzən hɜː fɹʌm ˈɔːl ðə hˈɔːɾi lˈeɪdiz, ænd ɡɹˈeɪt; ʃiː dˈɪdnt dɪzˈɜːv hɜː lˈɑːt."