text_original: Her wedding gown ! Could that defiled garment —the long folds of the once shining satin, draggled and dripping with sea  water — could these tawdry rags be the wedding gown she had put on in her proud and hapjjy innocence in the old bedroom at Dinan, with mother, and servants, and a useful friend or two helping and hindering
text_transcription: HER WEDDING GOWN COULD THAT DEFILED GARMENT THE LONG FOLDS OF THE ONCE SHINING SATIN DRAGGLED AND DRIPPING WITH SEA WATER COULD THESE TAWDRY RAGS BE THE WEDDING GOWN SHE HAD PUT ON IN HER PROUD AND HAPPY INNOCENCE IN THE OLD BEDROOM AT DEANAN WITH MOTHER AND SERVANTS AND A USEFUL FRIEND OR TWO HELPING AND HINDERING
phonemes: hɜː wˈɛdɪŋ ɡˈaʊn ! kʊd ðæt dᵻfˈaɪld ɡˈɑːɹmənt —ðə lˈɔŋ fˈoʊldz ʌvðə wˈʌns ʃˈaɪnɪŋ sˈætɪn, dɹˈæɡəld ænd dɹˈɪpɪŋ wɪð sˈiː wˈɔːɾɚ — kʊd ðiːz tˈɔːdɹi ɹˈæɡz biː ðə wˈɛdɪŋ ɡˈaʊn ʃiː hæd pˌʊt ˌɔn ɪn hɜː pɹˈaʊd ænd hˈæpdʒi ˈɪnəsəns ɪnðɪ ˈoʊld bˈɛdɹuːm æt dˈɪnən, wɪð mˈʌðɚ, ænd sˈɜːvənts, ænd ɐ jˈuːsfəl fɹˈɛnd ɔːɹ tˈuː hˈɛlpɪŋ ænd hˈɪndɚɹɪŋ