text_original: "Yea," she said, because the said book was made not by my friends but my foes, and they would have men deem that my length of days and the endurance of my beauty and never dying youth of my heart came from evil and devilish sources; and if thou wilt trust my word it is not so, for in the Well at the World's End is no evil, but only the Quenching of Sorrow, and Clearing of the Eyes that they may behold. And how good it is that they look on thee now.
text_transcription: YEA SHE SAID BECAUSE THE SAID BOOK WAS MADE NOT BY MY FRIENDS BUT MY FOES AND THEY WOULD HAVE MEN DEEM THAT MY LENGTH OF DAYS AND THE ENDURANCE OF MY BEAUTY AND NEVER DYING YOUTH OF MY HEART CAME FROM EVIL AND DEVILISH SOURCES AND IF THOU WILT TRUST MY WORD IT IS NOT SO FOR IN THE WELL AT THE WORLD'S END IS NO EVIL BUT ONLY THE QUENCHING OF SORROW AND CLEARING OF THE EYES THAT THEY MAY BEHOLD AND HOW GOOD IT IS THAT THEY LOOK ON THEE NOW
phonemes: "jˈeɪ," ʃiː sˈɛd, bɪkˈʌz ðə sˈɛd bˈʊk wʌz mˌeɪd nˌɑːt baɪ maɪ fɹˈɛndz bˌʌt maɪ fˈoʊz, ænd ðeɪ wʊdhɐv mˈɛn dˈiːm ðæt maɪ lˈɛŋθ ʌv dˈeɪz ænd ðɪ ɛndˈʊɹɹəns ʌv maɪ bjˈuːɾi ænd nˈɛvɚ dˈaɪɪŋ jˈuːθ ʌv maɪ hˈɑːɹt kˈeɪm fɹʌm ˈiːvəl ænd dˈɛvɪlɪʃ sˈɔːɹsᵻz; ænd ɪf ðˈaʊ wˈɪlt tɹˈʌst maɪ wˈɜːd ɪɾ ɪz nˌɑːt sˈoʊ, fɔːɹ ɪnðə wˈɛl æt ðə wˈɜːldz ˈɛnd ɪz nˈoʊ ˈiːvəl, bˌʌt ˈoʊnli ðə kwˈɛntʃɪŋ ʌv sˈɑːɹoʊ, ænd klˈɪɹɪŋ ʌvðɪ ˈaɪz ðæt ðeɪ mˈeɪ bᵻhˈoʊld. ænd hˌaʊ ɡˈʊd ɪɾ ɪz ðæt ðeɪ lˈʊk ˌɔn ðiː nˈaʊ.