text_original: Then, with a little cry, she plucked at the loose wild tresses as if she would have torn them from her head; and then she threw herself upon the cabin floor in her agony, and grovelled there, a creature for whom death would have been a merciful release.
text_transcription: THEN WITH A LITTLE CRY SHE PLUCKED AT THE LOOSE WILD TRESSES AS IF SHE WOULD HAVE TORN THEM FROM HER HEAD AND THEN SHE THREW HERSELF UPON THE CABIN FLOOR IN HER AGONY AND GROVELLED THERE A CREATURE FOR WHOM DEATH WOULD HAVE BEEN A MERCIFUL RELEASE
phonemes: ðˈɛn, wɪð ɐ lˈɪɾəl kɹˈaɪ, ʃiː plˈʌkt æt ðə lˈuːs wˈaɪld tɹˈɛsᵻz æz ɪf ʃiː wʊdhɐv tˈɔːɹn ðˌɛm fɹʌm hɜː hˈɛd; ænd ðˈɛn ʃiː θɹˈuː hɜːsˈɛlf əpˌɑːn ðə kˈæbɪn flˈɔːɹ ɪn hɜːɹ ˈæɡəni, ænd ɡɹˈɑːvəld ðˈɛɹ, ɐ kɹˈiːtʃɚ fɔːɹ hˈuːm dˈɛθ wʊdhɐv bˌɪn ɐ mˈɜːsifəl ɹᵻlˈiːs.