text_original: Death would have delivered her. The tempest was her friend ; and the tempest had passed her by, and left her lying there like a weed, more worthless than any weed that ever the sea cast up to rot upon the barren rocks.
text_transcription: DEATH WOULD HAVE DELIVERED HER THE TEMPEST WAS HER FRIEND AND THE TEMPEST HAD PASSED HER BY AND LEFT HER LYING THERE LIKE A WEED MORE WORTHLESS THAN ANY WEED THAT EVER THE SEA CAST UP TO ROT UPON THE BARREN ROCKS
phonemes: dˈɛθ wʊdhɐv dᵻlˈɪvɚd hɜː. ðə tˈɛmpɪst wʌz hɜː fɹˈɛnd ; ænd ðə tˈɛmpɪst hæd pˈæst hɜː bˈaɪ, ænd lˈɛft hɜː lˈaɪɪŋ ðɛɹ lˈaɪk ɐ wˈiːd, mˈɔːɹ wˈɜːθləs ðɐn ˌɛni wˈiːd ðæt ˈɛvɚ ðə sˈiː kˈæst ˌʌp tə ɹˈɑːt əpˌɑːn ðə bˈæɹən ɹˈɑːks.