text_original: And when many weeks had passed, and but little remained to do, save one brush upon the mouth and one tint upon the eye, the spirit of the lady again flickered up as the flame within the socket of the lamp.
text_transcription: AND WHEN MANY WEEKS HAD PASSED AND BUT LITTLE REMAINED TO DO SAVE ONE BRUSH UPON THE MOUTH AND ONE TINT UPON THE EYE THE SPIRIT OF THE LADY AGAIN FLICKERED UP AS THE FLAME WITHIN THE SOCKET OF THE LAMP
phonemes: ænd wɛn mˈɛni wˈiːks hæd pˈæst, ænd bˌʌt lˈɪɾəl ɹᵻmˈeɪnd tə dˈuː, sˈeɪv wˈʌn bɹˈʌʃ əpˌɑːn ðə mˈaʊθ ænd wˈʌn tˈɪnt əpˌɑːn ðɪ ˈaɪ, ðə spˈɪɹɪt ʌvðə lˈeɪdi ɐɡˈɛn flˈɪkɚd ˌʌp æz ðə flˈeɪm wɪðˌɪn ðə sˈɑːkɪt ʌvðə lˈæmp.