text_original: She lifted herself up again upon her knees, and, with one hand upon the floor, looked round the walls of the cabin — looked at a trophy of Moorish and Italian arms which decorated the panelling, searching for some sharp dagger with which she might take her hated life.
text_transcription: SHE LIFTED HERSELF UP AGAIN UPON HER KNEES AND WITH ONE HAND UPON THE FLOOR LOOKED ROUND THE WALLS OF THE CABIN LOOKED AT A TROPHY OF MOORISH AND ITALIAN ARMS WHICH DECORATED THE PANELLING SEARCHING FOR SOME SHARP DAGGER WITH WHICH SHE MIGHT TAKE HER HATED LIFE
phonemes: ʃiː lˈɪftᵻd hɜːsˈɛlf ˌʌp ɐɡˈɛn əpˌɑːn hɜː nˈiːz, ænd, wɪð wˈʌn hˈænd əpˌɑːn ðə flˈɔːɹ, lˈʊkt ɹˈaʊnd ðə wˈɔːlz ʌvðə kˈæbɪn — lˈʊkt æɾə tɹˈoʊfi ʌv mˈʊɹɹɪʃ ænd ɪtˈæliən ˈɑːɹmz wˌɪtʃ dˈɛkɚɹˌeɪɾᵻd ðə pˈænəlɪŋ, sˈɜːtʃɪŋ fɔːɹ sˌʌm ʃˈɑːɹp dˈæɡɚ wɪð wˌɪtʃ ʃiː mˌaɪt tˈeɪk hɜː hˈeɪɾᵻd lˈaɪf.