text_original: She felt a pensive pleasure in retracing the lonely rambles she used to take at the same season at Mowbray Castle; and memory bringing before her the events of the two years and an half which had elapsed since she left it, offered nothing that did not renew her regret at having bid it's solitary shades and unfrequented rocks adieu!
text_transcription: SHE FELT A PENSIVE PLEASURE IN RETRACING THE LONELY RAMBLES SHE USED TO TAKE AT THE SAME SEASON AT MOWBRAY CASTLE AND MEMORY BRINGING BEFORE HER THE EVENTS OF THE TWO YEARS AND A HALF WHICH HAD ELAPSED SINCE SHE LEFT IT OFFERED NOTHING THAT DID NOT RENEW HER REGRET AT HAVING BID ITS SOLITARY SHADES AND UNFREQUENTED ROCKS ADIEU
phonemes: ʃiː fˈɛlt ɐ pˈɛnsɪv plˈɛʒɚɹ ɪn ɹᵻtɹˈeɪsɪŋ ðə lˈoʊnli ɹˈæmbəlz ʃiː jˈuːzd tə tˈeɪk æt ðə sˈeɪm sˈiːzən æt mˈoʊbɹeɪ kˈæsəl; ænd mˈɛmɚɹi bɹˈɪŋɪŋ bᵻfˌɔːɹ hɜː ðɪ ᵻvˈɛnts ʌvðə tˈuː jˈɪɹz ænd æn hˈæf wˌɪtʃ hæd ᵻlˈæpst sˈɪns ʃiː lˈɛft ɪt, ˈɔfɚd nˈʌθɪŋ ðæt dɪdnˌɑːt ɹᵻnˈuː hɜː ɹᵻɡɹˈɛt æt hˌævɪŋ bˈɪd ɪts sˈɑːlətˌɛɹi ʃˈeɪdz ænd ʌnfɹˈiːkwəntᵻd ɹˈɑːks ɐdjˈuː!