text_original: It had once been music in her ears. That frank, joyous laugh, the ripple of gladness that defied the Fates, had once been an element in the glamour that cast its spell over her life. But now the laugh jarred: there was a false note in the music.
text_transcription: IT HAD ONCE BEEN MUSIC IN HER EARS THAT FRANK JOYOUS LAUGH THE RIPPLE OF GLADNESS THAT DEFIED THE FATES HAD ONCE BEEN AN ELEMENT IN THE GLAMOUR THAT COURSED ITS SPELL OVER HER LIFE BUT NOW THE LAUGH JARRED IT WAS A FALSE NOTE IN THE MUSIC
phonemes: ɪt hæd wˈʌns bˌɪn mjˈuːzɪk ɪn hɜːɹ ˈɪɹz. ðæt fɹˈæŋk, dʒˈɔɪəs lˈæf, ðə ɹˈɪpəl ʌv ɡlˈædnəs ðæt dᵻfˈaɪd ðə fˈeɪts, hæd wˈʌns bˌɪn ɐn ˈɛlɪmənt ɪnðə ɡlˈæmɚ ðæt kˈæst ɪts spˈɛl ˌoʊvɚ hɜː lˈaɪf. bˌʌt nˈaʊ ðə lˈæf dʒˈɑːɹd: ðɛɹwˌʌz ɐ fˈɔls nˈoʊt ɪnðə mjˈuːzɪk.