text_original: The things that she had heard that afternoon had given a new meaning to life, had lifted her thoughts and feelings from the commonplace to the transcendental; to the sphere in which there was no such thing as sin, where there were only darkness and light, where the senses had no power over the soul that dwelt in communion with souls released from earth. She no longer feared a lover in the friend she had chosen out of the common herd.
text_transcription: THE THINGS THAT SHE HAD HEARD THAT AFTERNOON HAD GIVEN A NEW MEANING TO LIFE HAD LIFTED HER THOUGHTS AND FEELINGS FROM THE COMMONPLACE TO THE TRANSCENDENTAL TO THE SPHERE IN WHICH THERE WAS NO SUCH THING AS SIN WHERE THERE WAS ONLY DARKNESS AND LIGHT WHERE THE SENSES HAD NO POWER OVER THE SOUL THAT DWELT IN COMMUNION WITH SOULS RELEASED FROM EARTH SHE NO LONGER FEARED A LOVER IN THE FRIEND SHE HAD CHOSEN OUT OF THE COMMON HERD
phonemes: ðə θˈɪŋz ðæt ʃiː hæd hˈɜːd ðæt ˌæftɚnˈuːn hæd ɡˈɪvən ɐ nˈuː mˈiːnɪŋ tə lˈaɪf, hæd lˈɪftᵻd hɜː θˈɔːts ænd fˈiːlɪŋz fɹʌmðə kˈɑːmənplˌeɪs tə ðə tɹænsəndˈɛntəl; tə ðə sfˈɪɹ ɪnwˌɪtʃ ðɛɹwˌʌz nˈoʊ sˈʌtʃ θˈɪŋ æz sˈɪn, wˌɛɹ ðɛɹwˌɜːɹ ˈoʊnli dˈɑːɹknəs ænd lˈaɪt, wˌɛɹ ðə sˈɛnsᵻz hæd nˈoʊ pˈaʊɚɹ ˌoʊvɚ ðə sˈoʊl ðæt dwˈɛlt ɪn kəmjˈuːniən wɪð sˈoʊlz ɹᵻlˈiːst fɹʌm ˈɜːθ. ʃiː nˌoʊ lˈɑːŋɡɚ fˈɪɹd ɐ lˈʌvɚɹ ɪnðə fɹˈɛnd ʃiː hæd tʃˈoʊzən ˌaʊɾəv ðə kˈɑːmən hˈɜːd.