text_original: Ah! will you not there hear me? Will you still inhumanly smile; will you still look so gentle, while your heart is harder than the rocks we shall see  colder than the snow that crowns them!  an heart on which even the pen of fire which Rousseau held would make no impression!' He held her hands during this rhapsody. She could not therefore immediately escape. But on the appearance of a servant, who announced the dinner's being ready, she coldly disengaged herself and went into the house.
text_transcription: AH WILL YOU NOT THERE HEAR ME WILL YOU STILL INHUMANLY SMILE WILL YOU STILL LOOK SO GENTLE WHILE YOUR HEART IS HARDER THAN THE ROCKS WE SHALL SEE COLDER THAN THE SNOW THAT CROWNS THEM AND HEART ON WHICH EVEN THE PEN OF FIRE WHICH ROUSSEAU HELD WOULD MAKE NO IMPRESSION HE HELD HER HANDS DURING THIS RHAPSODY SHE COULD NOT THEREFORE IMMEDIATELY ESCAPE BUT ON THE APPEARANCE OF A SERVANT WHO ANNOUNCED THE DINNERS BEING READY SHE COLDLY DISENGAGED HERSELF AND WENT INTO THE HOUSE
phonemes: ˈɑː! wɪl juː nˌɑːt ðɛɹ hˈɪɹ mˌiː? wɪl juː stˈɪl ɪnhjˈuːmənli smˈaɪl; wɪl juː stˈɪl lˈʊk sˌoʊ dʒˈɛntəl, wˌaɪl jʊɹ hˈɑːɹt ɪz hˈɑːɹdɚ ðɐn ðə ɹˈɑːks wiːʃˌɐl sˈiː kˈoʊldɚ ðɐn ðə snˈoʊ ðæt kɹˈaʊnz ðˌɛm!  æn hˈɑːɹt ˌɔn wˌɪtʃ ˈiːvən ðə pˈɛn ʌv fˈaɪɚ wˌɪtʃ ɹˈaʊsoʊ hˈɛld wʊd mˌeɪk nˈoʊ ɪmpɹˈɛʃən!hiː hˈɛld hɜː hˈændz dˈʊɹɹɪŋ ðɪs ɹˈæpsədi. ʃiː kʊd nˌɑːt ðˈɛɹfɔːɹ ɪmˈiːdɪətli ɛskˈeɪp. bˌʌt ɔnðɪ ɐpˈɪɹəns əvə sˈɜːvənt, hˌuː ɐnˈaʊnst ðə dˈɪnɚz bˌiːɪŋ ɹˈɛdi, ʃiː kˈoʊldli dˌɪsɛŋɡˈeɪdʒd hɜːsˈɛlf ænd wɛnt ˌɪntʊ ðə hˈaʊs.