text_original: To night she was looking lovely; but a Russian savant, who was among the most illustrious of her guests, whispered to his neighbour as she passed them, "_She_ will not live her hundred and forty years."
text_transcription: TO NIGHT SHE WAS LOOKING LOVELY BUT A RUSSIAN SAVANT WHO WAS AMONG THE MOST ILLUSTRIOUS OF HER GUESTS WHISPERED TO HIS NEIGHBOR AS SHE PASSED THEM SHE WILL NOT LIVE HER HUNDRED AND FORTY YEARS
phonemes: tə nˈaɪt ʃiː wʌz lˈʊkɪŋ lˈʌvli; bˌʌt ɐ ɹˈʌʃən sɐvˈɑːnt, hˌuː wʌz ɐmˌʌŋ ðə mˈoʊst ɪlˈʌstɹiəs ʌv hɜː ɡˈɛsts, wˈɪspɚd tə hɪz nˈeɪbɚɹ æz ʃiː pˈæst ðˌɛm, "ʃiː wɪl nˌɑːt lˈɪv hɜː hˈʌndɹɪd ænd fˈɔːɹɾi jˈɪɹz."