text_original: 'Am I then grown so hateful to you,' said Fitz Edward, as he assisted and supported her  'that for one poor moment you will not allow me to approach you. Will no penitence, no sufferings obtain your pity?'
text_transcription: AM I THEN GROWN SO HATEFUL TO YOU SAID FITZ EDWARD AS HE ASSISTED AND SUPPORTED HER THAT FOR ONE POOR MOMENT YOU WILL NOT ALLOW ME TO APPROACH YOU WILL NO PENITENCE NO SUFFERINGS OBTAIN YOUR PITY
phonemes: æm aɪ ðˈɛn ɡɹˈoʊn sˌoʊ hˈeɪtfəl tə juː,sˈɛd fˈɪts ˈɛdwɚd, æz hiː ɐsˈɪstᵻd ænd səpˈɔːɹɾᵻd hɜː ðæt fɔːɹ wˈʌn pˈʊɹ mˈoʊmənt juː wɪl nˌɑːt ɐlˈaʊ mˌiː tʊ ɐpɹˈoʊtʃ juː. wɪl nˈoʊ pˈɛnɪtəns, nˈoʊ sˈʌfɚɹɪŋz əbtˈeɪn jʊɹ pˈɪɾi?