text_original: She inhaled their fragrance as in a dream of pain. "So I will sever thee from my life," she repeated, looking at the shattered rose. "Ah, it can never bloom again!"
text_transcription: SHE INHALED THEIR FRAGRANCE AS IN A DREAM OF PAIN SO I WILL SEVER THEE FROM MY LIFE SHE REPEATED LOOKING AT THE SHATTERED ROSE AH IT CAN NEVER BLOOM AGAIN
phonemes: ʃiː ɪnhˈeɪld ðɛɹ fɹˈeɪɡɹəns æz ɪn ɐ dɹˈiːm ʌv pˈeɪn. "sˌoʊ aɪ wɪl sˈɛvɚ ðiː fɹʌm maɪ lˈaɪf," ʃiː ɹᵻpˈiːɾᵻd, lˈʊkɪŋ æt ðə ʃˈæɾɚd ɹˈoʊz. "ˈɑː, ɪt kæn nˈɛvɚ blˈuːm ɐɡˈɛn!"