text_original: All ! my heart could receive no more painful wound ! . . . A young man destitute of morals. . . . He dared gaze at her ! His glance soiled her purity.
text_transcription: AH MY HEART COULD RECEIVE NO MORE PAINFUL WOUND A YOUNG MAN DESTITUTE OF MORALS HE DARED GAZE AT HER HIS GLANCE SOILED HER PURITY
phonemes: ˈɔːl ! maɪ hˈɑːɹt kʊd ɹᵻsˈiːv nˈoʊmˌɔːɹ pˈeɪnfəl wˈuːnd ! . . . ɐ jˈʌŋ mˈæn dˈɛstɪtˌuːt ʌv mˈɔːɹəlz. . . . hiː dˈɛɹd ɡˈeɪz æt hɜː ! hɪz ɡlˈæns sˈɔɪld hɜː pjˈʊɹɹᵻɾi.