text_original: There was no secret of the human heart, however studiously concealed, that she could not discover; no workings in the listener's mind that she would not penetrate; no intrigue, from the low cunning of vulgar intrigue to the vast combinations of politics, that she would not unravel; no labyrinth, however tortuous, that she would not thread.
text_transcription: THERE WAS NO SECRET OF THE HUMAN HEART HOWEVER STUDIOUSLY CONCEALED THAT SHE COULD NOT DISCOVER NO WORKINGS IN THE LISTENER'S MIND THAT SHE WOULD NOT PENETRATE NO INTRIGUE FROM THE LOW CUNNING OF VULGAR INTRIGUE TO THE VAST COMBINATIONS OF POLITICS THAT SHE WOULD NOT UNRAVEL NO LABYRINTH HOWEVER TORTUOUS THAT SHE WOULD NOT THREAD
phonemes: ðɛɹwˌʌz nˈoʊ sˈiːkɹᵻt ʌvðə hjˈuːmən hˈɑːɹt, haʊˈɛvɚ stˈuːdiəsli kənsˈiːld, ðæt ʃiː kʊd nˌɑːt dɪskˈʌvɚ; nˈoʊ wˈɜːkɪŋz ɪnðə lˈɪsənɚz mˈaɪnd ðæt ʃiː wʊd nˌɑːt pˈɛnɪtɹˌeɪt; nˈoʊ ɪntɹˈiːɡ, fɹʌmðə lˈoʊ kˈʌnɪŋ ʌv vˈʌlɡɚɹ ɪntɹˈiːɡ tə ðə vˈæst kˌɑːmbᵻnˈeɪʃənz ʌv pˈɑːlətˌɪks, ðæt ʃiː wʊd nˌɑːt ʌnɹˈævəl; nˈoʊ lˈæbɚɹˌɪnθ, haʊˈɛvɚ tˈɔːɹtʃuːəs, ðæt ʃiː wʊd nˌɑːt θɹˈɛd.