text_original: But was not the old taint upon him still? Rhoda could never get rid of the notion that he had been too leniently dealt with. Hers was a mind which always clings to an idea. Moreover, her life, from its very beginning, had been a narrow life.
text_transcription: BUT WAS NOT THE OLD TAINT UPON HIM STILL RHODA COULD NEVER GET RID OF THE NOTION THAT HE HAD BEEN TOO LENIENTLY DEALT WITH HERS WAS A MIND WHICH ALWAYS CLINGS TO AN IDEA MOREOVER HER LIFE FROM ITS VERY BEGINNING HAD BEEN A NARROW LIFE
phonemes: bˌʌt wʌz nˌɑːt ðɪ ˈoʊld tˈeɪnt əpˌɑːn hˌɪm stˈɪl? ɹˈoʊdə kʊd nˈɛvɚ ɡɛt ɹˈɪd ʌvðə nˈoʊʃən ðæt hiː hɐdbɪn tˈuː lˈiːnɪəntli dˈɛlt wɪð. hɜːz wʌzɐ mˈaɪnd wˌɪtʃ ˈɔːlweɪz klˈɪŋz tʊ ɐn aɪdˈiə. mɔːɹˈoʊvɚ, hɜː lˈaɪf, fɹʌm ɪts vˈɛɹi bɪɡˈɪnɪŋ, hɐdbɪn ɐ nˈæɹoʊ lˈaɪf.