text_original: His wife had her consolations, nay, even her hysterical delights. She could shut herself in her white temple with the spirits of her worshipped dead. She heard voices. Death now hardly counted with her, neither Death nor Time.
text_transcription: HIS WIFE HAD HER CONSOLATIONS NAY EVEN HER HYSTERICAL DELIGHTS SHE COULD SHUT HERSELF IN HER WHITE TEMPLE WITH THE SPIRITS OF HER WORSHIPPED DEAD SHE HEARD VOICES DEATH NOW HARDLY COUNTED WITH HER NEITHER DEATH NOR TIME
phonemes: hɪz wˈaɪf hæd hɜː kɑːnsəlˈeɪʃənz, nˈeɪ, ˈiːvən hɜː hɪstˈɛɹɪkəl dᵻlˈaɪts. ʃiː kʊd ʃˈʌt hɜːsˈɛlf ɪn hɜː wˈaɪt tˈɛmpəl wɪððə spˈɪɹɪts ʌv hɜː wˈɜːʃɪpt dˈɛd. ʃiː hˈɜːd vˈɔɪsᵻz. dˈɛθ nˈaʊ hˈɑːɹdli kˈaʊntᵻd wɪð hɜː, nˈiːðɚ dˈɛθ nˈɔːɹ tˈaɪm.