text_original: I was his before he stole me from my home — his in mind and in spirit. It was our unhappy fate to love each other. And I forgave him, Martin. I forgave him on that night of tempest, when I thought we were going to die together."
text_transcription: I WAS HIS BEFORE HE STOLE ME FROM MY HOME HIS IN MIND AND IN SPIRIT IT WAS OUR UNHAPPY FATE TO LOVE EACH OTHER AND I FORGAVE HIM MARTIN I FORGAVE HIM ON THAT NIGHT OF TEMPEST WHEN I THOUGHT WE WERE GOING TO DIE TOGETHER
phonemes: aɪ wʌz hɪz bᵻfˌɔːɹ hiː stˈoʊl mˌiː fɹʌm maɪ hˈoʊm — hɪz ɪn mˈaɪnd ænd ɪn spˈɪɹɪt. ɪt wʌz ˌaʊɚɹ ʌnhˈæpi fˈeɪt tə lˈʌv ˈiːtʃ ˈʌðɚ. ænd aɪ fɚɡˈeɪv hˌɪm, mˈɑːɹtɪn. aɪ fɚɡˈeɪv hˌɪm ˌɔn ðæt nˈaɪt ʌv tˈɛmpɪst, wˌɛn aɪ θˈɔːt wiː wɜː ɡˌoʊɪŋ tə dˈaɪ təɡˈɛðɚ."