text_original: "Not for worlds," rejoined Darcy, hugging the phial to his breast. "No; I will be young again  rich  happy. I will go forth into the world  I will bask in the smiles of beauty  I will feast, revel, sing  life shall be one perpetual round of enjoyment.
text_transcription: NOT FOR WORLDS REJOINED DARCY HUGGING THE FILE TO HIS BREAST NO I WILL BE YOUNG AGAIN RICH HAPPY I WILL GO FORTH INTO THE WORLD I WILL BASK IN THE SMILES OF BEAUTY I WILL FEAST REVEL SING LIFE SHALL BE ONE PERPETUAL ROUND OF ENJOYMENT
phonemes: "nˌɑːt fɔːɹ wˈɜːldz," ɹᵻdʒˈɔɪnd dˈɑːɹsi, hˈʌɡɪŋ ðə fˈaɪəl tə hɪz bɹˈɛst. "nˈoʊ; aɪ wɪl biː jˈʌŋ ɐɡˈɛn ɹˈɪtʃ hˈæpi. aɪ wɪl ɡˌoʊ fˈɔːɹθ ˌɪntʊ ðə wˈɜːld aɪ wɪl bˈæsk ɪnðə smˈaɪlz ʌv bjˈuːɾi aɪ wɪl fˈiːst, ɹˈɛvəl, sˈɪŋ lˈaɪf ʃˌæl biː wˈʌn pɚpˈɛtʃuːəl ɹˈaʊnd ʌv ɛndʒˈɔɪmənt.