text_original: "And to think that I was sorry for her, that I pitied her for being taken from such a beautiful world, from such a devoted father. How could I know that Death was the only security from sin?"
text_transcription: AND TO THINK THAT I WAS SORRY FOR HER THAT I PITIED HER FOR BEING TAKEN FROM SUCH A BEAUTIFUL WORLD FROM SUCH A DEVOTED FATHER HOW COULD I KNOW THAT DEATH WAS THE ONLY SECURITY FROM SIN
phonemes: "ænd tə θˈɪŋk ðæt aɪ wʌz sˈɑːɹi fɔːɹ hɜː, ðæt aɪ pˈɪɾid hɜː fɔːɹ bˌiːɪŋ tˈeɪkən fɹʌm sˈʌtʃ ɐ bjˈuːɾifəl wˈɜːld, fɹʌm sˈʌtʃ ɐ dɪvˈoʊɾᵻd fˈɑːðɚ. hˌaʊ kʊd aɪ nˈoʊ ðæt dˈɛθ wʌzðɪ ˈoʊnli sᵻkjˈʊɹɹᵻɾi fɹʌm sˈɪn?"