text_original: That was the secret. Mrs. Bellenden had been his Nepenthe, when the common round of pleasures had lost their power to make him forget. Mrs. Bellenden was like strong drink, like opium or hashish. She killed thought.
text_transcription: THAT WAS THE SECRET MISSUS BELLINGTON HAD BEEN HIS NEPENTHE WHEN THE COMMON ROUND OF PLEASURES HAD LOST THEIR POWER TO MAKE HIM FORGET MISSUS BELLINGTON WAS LIKE STRONG DRINK LIKE OPIUM OR HASHISH SHE KILLED THOUGHT
phonemes: ðæt wʌzðə sˈiːkɹᵻt. mˈɪsɪz. bˈɛlɛndən hɐdbɪn hɪz nᵻpˈɛnθi, wˌɛn ðə kˈɑːmən ɹˈaʊnd ʌv plˈɛʒɚz hæd lˈɔst ðɛɹ pˈaʊɚ tə mˌeɪk hˌɪm fɚɡˈɛt. mˈɪsɪz. bˈɛlɛndən wʌz lˈaɪk stɹˈɔŋ dɹˈɪŋk, lˈaɪk ˈoʊpiəm ɔːɹ hˈæʃɪʃ. ʃiː kˈɪld θˈɔːt.