text_original: When she had first spoken of revisiting San Marco Claude had done his uttermost to dissuade her. "Don't be morbid," he had said more than once. "Your mind has a fatal leaning that way. You ought to fight against it."
text_transcription: WHEN SHE HAD FIRST SPOKEN OF RE VISITING SAN MARCO CLAUDE HAD DONE HIS UTTERMOST TO DISSUADE HER DON'T BE MORBID HE HAD SAID MORE THAN ONCE YOUR MIND HAS A FATAL LEANING THAT WAY YOU OUGHT TO FIGHT AGAINST IT
phonemes: wˌɛn ʃiː hæd fˈɜːst spˈoʊkən ʌv ɹᵻvˈɪzɪɾɪŋ sˌæn mˈɑːɹkoʊ klˈɔːd hæd dˈʌn hɪz ˈʌɾɚmˌoʊst tə dɪswˈeɪd hɜː. "dˈoʊnt biː mˈɔːɹbɪd," hiː hæd sˈɛd mˈɔːɹ ðɐn wˈʌns. "jʊɹ mˈaɪnd hɐz ɐ fˈeɪɾəl lˈiːnɪŋ ðæt wˈeɪ. juː ˈɔːt tə fˈaɪt ɐɡˈɛnst ɪt."