text_original: I don 't look much like wasting in despair, do I, old lady ?' ' I should be very sorry to see you unhappy, Edgar ; but I shall never love any wife of yours as well as I could have loved Madoline.' ' And to the Dinner faste They hem Spedde.' 141 ' Don't say that, mother. That's too hard on the future Mrs. TurchilL' This was a curious speech from a youth who six months ago had protested that he should never marry. But perhaps this was only Edgar's fun.
text_transcription: I DON'T LOOK MUCH LIKE WASTING IN DESPAIR DO I OLD LADY I SHOULD BE VERY SORRY TO SEE YOU UNHAPPY EDGAR BUT I SHALL NEVER LOVE ANY WIFE OF YOURS AS WELL AS I COULD HAVE LOVED MAGDALEN DON'T SAY THAT MOTHER THAT'S TOO HARD ON THE FUTURE MISSUS CHURCHILL THIS WAS A CURIOUS SPEECH FROM A YOUTH WHO SIX MONTHS AGO HAD PROTESTED THAT HE SHOULD NEVER MARRY BUT PERHAPS THIS WAS ONLY EDGAR'S FUN
phonemes: aɪ dˈɑːn tˈiː lˈʊk mˈʌtʃ lˈaɪk wˈeɪstɪŋ ɪn dᵻspˈɛɹ, dˈuː ˈaɪ, ˈoʊld lˈeɪdi ?aɪ ʃˌʊd biː vˈɛɹi sˈɑːɹi tə sˈiː juː ʌnhˈæpi, ˈɛdɡɚ ; bˌʌt aɪʃˌɐl nˈɛvɚ lˈʌv ˌɛni wˈaɪf ʌv jˈɔːɹz æz wˈɛl æz aɪ kˌʊdɐv lˈʌvd mˈædəlˌiːn.ænd tə ðə dˈɪnɚ fˈæst ðeɪ hˈɛm spˈɛd.wˈʌnhˈʌndɹɪd fˈɔːɹɾi wˈʌn dˈoʊnt sˈeɪ ðˈæt, mˈʌðɚ. ðæts tˈuː hˈɑːɹd ɔnðə fjˈuːtʃɚ mˈɪsɪz. tˈɜːtʃɪl ˈɛl ðɪs wʌzɐ kjˈʊɹɹiəs spˈiːtʃ fɹʌm ɐ jˈuːθ hˌuː sˈɪks mˈʌnθs ɐɡˈoʊ hæd pɹətˈɛstᵻd ðæt hiː ʃˌʊd nˈɛvɚ mˈæɹi. bˌʌt pɚhˈæps ðɪs wʌz ˈoʊnli ˈɛdɡɚz fˈʌn.