text_original: Of course, it was not that sort of despair which takes possession of one conscious of coming and certain death. It was far from being so dire as this; but for all it was a bitter feeling.
text_transcription: OF COURSE IT WAS NOT THAT SORT OF DESPAIR WHICH TAKES POSSESSION OF ONE CONSCIOUS OF COMING AND CERTAIN DEATH IT WAS FAR FROM BEING SO DIRE AS THIS BUT FOR ALL IT WAS A BITTER FEELING
phonemes: ʌv kˈɔːɹs, ɪt wʌz nˌɑːt ðæt sˈɔːɹt ʌv dᵻspˈɛɹ wˌɪtʃ tˈeɪks pəzˈɛʃən ʌv wˈʌn kˈɑːnʃəs ʌv kˈʌmɪŋ ænd sˈɜːʔn̩ dˈɛθ. ɪt wʌz fˈɑːɹ fɹʌm bˌiːɪŋ sˌoʊ dˈaɪɚɹ æz ðˈɪs; bˌʌt fɔːɹ ˈɔːl ɪt wʌzɐ bˈɪɾɚ fˈiːlɪŋ.