text_original: "Elizabeth Barrett Browning is your favorite poet, isn't she, Ann?" "Why  why no," stammered Ann. "I'm afraid I haven't any favorite. You see  " "So much the better. Then you can take Elizabeth without being untrue to any one else. She loved Florence. You know she's buried there. I think you used to make pilgrimages to her tomb."
text_transcription: ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNIE'S HER FAVOURITE POET ISN'T SHE ANNE WHY WHY NO STAMMERED ANNE I'M AFRAID I HAVEN'T ANY FAVORITE YOU SEE SO MUCH THE BETTER THEN YOU CAN TAKE ELIZABETH WITHOUT BEING UNTRUE TO ANY ONE ELSE SHE LOVED FLORENCE YOU KNOW SHE'S BURIED THERE I THINK YOU USED TO MAKE PILGRIMAGES TO HER TOMB
phonemes: "ᵻlˈɪzəbəθ bˈæɹɪt bɹˈaʊnɪŋ ɪz jʊɹ fˈeɪvɚɹᵻt pˈoʊɪt, ˈɪzənt ʃiː, ˈæn?" "wˌaɪ wˌaɪ nˈoʊ," stˈæmɚd ˈæn. "aɪm ɐfɹˈeɪd aɪ hˈævənt ˌɛni fˈeɪvɚɹᵻt. juː sˈiː  " "sˈoʊ mˌʌtʃ ðə bˈɛɾɚ. ðˈɛn juː kæn tˈeɪk ᵻlˈɪzəbəθ wɪðˌaʊt bˌiːɪŋ ʌntɹˈuː tʊ ˌɛni wˈʌn ˈɛls. ʃiː lˈʌvd flˈɔːɹəns. juː nˈoʊ ʃiːz bˈɛɹid ðˈɛɹ. aɪ θˈɪŋk juː jˈuːzd tə mˌeɪk pˈɪlɡɹɪmɪdʒᵻz tə hɜː tˈuːm."