text_original: The rest scarce dared to touch that fair face, except Dolly, who threw her arms about her beautiful sister, with little thought of her garments, but a sudden passion of love and regret sending the quick blood to her dark brows and wavy hair in a scarlet glow.
text_transcription: THE REST SCARCE DARED TO TOUCH THAT FAIR FACE EXCEPT DOLLY WHO THREW HER ARMS ABOUT HER BEAUTIFUL SISTER WITH LITTLE FAULT OF HER GARMENTS BUT A SUDDEN PASSION OF LOVE AND REGRET SENDING THE QUICK BLOOD TO HER DARK BROWS AND WAVY HAIR IN A SCARLET GLOW
phonemes: ðə ɹˈɛst skˈɛɹs dˈɛɹd tə tˈʌtʃ ðæt fˈɛɹ fˈeɪs, ɛksˈɛpt dˈɑːli, hˌuː θɹˈuː hɜːɹ ˈɑːɹmz ɐbˌaʊt hɜː bjˈuːɾifəl sˈɪstɚ, wɪð lˈɪɾəl θˈɔːt ʌv hɜː ɡˈɑːɹmənts, bˌʌt ɐ sˈʌdən pˈæʃən ʌv lˈʌv ænd ɹᵻɡɹˈɛt sˈɛndɪŋ ðə kwˈɪk blˈʌd tə hɜː dˈɑːɹk bɹˈaʊz ænd wˈeɪvi hˈɛɹ ɪn ɐ skˈɑːɹlɪt ɡlˈoʊ.