text_original: It struck her heart like a bolt of ice, the thought; for the passionate delight of Rotha's heart was this very friend, from whom she began to see that she must separate herself.
text_transcription: IT STRUCK HER HEART LIKE A BOLT OF ICE THE THOUGHT FOR THE PASSIONATE DELIGHT OF ROTHA'S HEART WAS THIS VERY FRIEND FROM WHOM SHE BEGAN TO SEE THAT SHE MUST SEPARATE HERSELF
phonemes: ɪt stɹˈʌk hɜː hˈɑːɹt lˈaɪk ɐ bˈoʊlt ʌv ˈaɪs, ðə θˈɔːt; fɚðə pˈæʃənət dᵻlˈaɪt ʌv ɹˈɑːθəz hˈɑːɹt wʌz ðɪs vˈɛɹi fɹˈɛnd, fɹʌm hˈuːm ʃiː bɪɡˈæn tə sˈiː ðæt ʃiː mˈʌst sˈɛpɚɹˌeɪt hɜːsˈɛlf.