text_original: Rotha never lost the remembrance, nor ever entered a large house of this kind again in her life without a sweeping impression of the mysterious bustle and joy of that Christmas eve.
text_transcription: ROTHA NEVER LOST THE REMEMBRANCE NOR EVER ENTERED A LARGE HOUSE OF THIS KIND AGAIN IN HER LIFE WITHOUT A SWEEPING IMPRESSION OF THE MYSTERIOUS BUSTLE AND JOY OF THAT CHRISTMAS EVE
phonemes: ɹˈɑːθə nˈɛvɚ lˈɔst ðə ɹᵻmˈɛmbɹəns, nˈɔːɹ ˈɛvɚɹ ˈɛntɚd ɐ lˈɑːɹdʒ hˈaʊs ʌv ðɪs kˈaɪnd ɐɡˈɛn ɪn hɜː lˈaɪf wɪðˌaʊt ɐ swˈiːpɪŋ ɪmpɹˈɛʃən ʌvðə mɪstˈɪɹiəs bˈʌsəl ænd dʒˈɔɪ ʌv ðæt kɹˈɪsməs ˈiːv.