text_original: " Dunham shook her head. Down her wrinkled face stole the slow tears of age, falling unheeded, one after another, on to her black silk bodice and violet silk apron.
text_transcription: DURNHAM SHOOK HER HEAD DOWN HER WRINKLED FACE STOLE THE SLOW TEARS OF AGE FALLING UNHEEDED ONE AFTER ANOTHER ON TO HER BLACK SILK BODICE AND VIOLET SILK APRON
phonemes: " dˈʌnæm ʃˈʊk hɜː hˈɛd. dˌaʊn hɜː ɹˈɪŋkəld fˈeɪs stˈoʊl ðə slˈoʊ tˈɪɹz ʌv ˈeɪdʒ, fˈɔːlɪŋ ʌnhˈiːdᵻd, wˈʌn ˈæftɚɹ ɐnˈʌðɚ, ˌɔn tə hɜː blˈæk sˈɪlk bˈɑːdɪs ænd vˈaɪəlɪt sˈɪlk ˈeɪpɹən.