text_original: The tragedy of the life which he chose, as he chose all things (poetry, Jeanne Duval, the 'artificial paradises') deliberately, is made a little clearer to us; we can moralise over it if we like. But the man remains baffling, and will probably never be discovered.
text_transcription: THE TRAGEDY OF THE LIFE WHICH HE CHOSE AS HE CHOSE ALL THINGS POETRY GENUVAL THE ARTIFICIAL PARADISES DELIBERATELY IS MADE A LITTLE CLEARER TO US WE CAN MORALISE OVER IT IF WE LIKE BUT THE MAN REMAINS BAFFLING AND WILL PROBABLY NEVER BE DISCOVERED
phonemes: ðə tɹˈædʒədi ʌvðə lˈaɪf wˌɪtʃ hiː tʃˈoʊz, æz hiː tʃˈoʊz ˈɔːl θˈɪŋz (pˈoʊɪtɹi, dʒˈiːn dˈuːvəl, ðə ˌɑːɹɾɪfˈɪʃəl pˈæɹədˌaɪsᵻz) dᵻlˈɪbɚɹətli, ɪz mˌeɪd ɐ lˈɪɾəl klˈɪɹɚ tʊ ˌʌs; wiː kæn mˈɔːɹəlˌaɪz ˌoʊvɚɹ ɪt ɪf wiː lˈaɪk. bˌʌt ðə mˈæn ɹᵻmˈeɪnz bˈæflɪŋ, ænd wɪl pɹˈɑːbəbli nˈɛvɚ biː dɪskˈʌvɚd.