text_original: After some months in the country, where I tried to make a home life in vain, and wore myself out more and more in long solitary walks, haunted by every kind of nervous fear, I went back again to London in despair, wondering if, as I had no courage to die, this would not in some way end itself by sheer force of exhaustion.
text_transcription: AFTER SOME MONTHS IN THE COUNTRY WHERE I TRIED TO MAKE A HOME LIFE IN VAIN AND WORE MYSELF OUT MORE AND MORE IN LONG SOLITARY WALKS HAUNTED BY EVERY KIND OF NERVOUS FEAR I WENT BACK AGAIN TO LONDON IN DESPAIR WONDERING IF AS I HAD NO COURAGE TO DIE THIS WOULD IN SOME WAY END ITSELF BY SHEER FORCE OF EXHAUSTION
phonemes: ˈæftɚ sˌʌm mˈʌnθs ɪnðə kˈʌntɹi, wˌɛɹ aɪ tɹˈaɪd tə mˌeɪk ɐ hˈoʊm lˈaɪf ɪn vˈeɪn, ænd wˈɔːɹ maɪsˈɛlf ˈaʊt mˈɔːɹ ænd mˈɔːɹ ɪn lˈɔŋ sˈɑːlətˌɛɹi wˈɔːks, hˈɔːntᵻd baɪ ˈɛvɹi kˈaɪnd ʌv nˈɜːvəs fˈɪɹ, aɪ wɛnt bˈæk ɐɡˈɛn tə lˈʌndən ɪn dᵻspˈɛɹ, wˈʌndɚɹɪŋ ɪf, æz aɪ hæd nˈoʊ kˈɜːɹɪdʒ tə dˈaɪ, ðɪs wʊd nˌɑːt ɪn sˌʌm wˈeɪ ˈɛnd ɪtsˈɛlf baɪ ʃˈɪɹ fˈɔːɹs ʌv ɛɡzˈɔːstʃən.