text_original: Poor lonely Elsie! She, too, desired to feel the soft, white wings close round her, shutting out all miseries of trouble and doubt, and enfolding her in their healing atmosphere of peace.
text_transcription: POOR LONELY ELSIE SHE TOO DESIRED TO FEEL THE SOFT WHITE WINGS CLOSE ROUND HER SHUTTING OUT ALL MISERIES OF TROUBLE AND DOUBT AND ENFOLDING HER IN THEIR HEALING ATMOSPHERE OF PEACE
phonemes: pˈʊɹ lˈoʊnli ˈɛlsi! ʃiː, tˈuː, dɪzˈaɪɚd tə fˈiːl ðə sˈɔft, wˈaɪt wˈɪŋz klˈoʊs ɹˈaʊnd hɜː, ʃˈʌɾɪŋ ˈaʊt ˈɔːl mˈɪzɚɹiz ʌv tɹˈʌbəl ænd dˈaʊt, ænd ɛnfˈoʊldɪŋ hɜːɹ ɪn ðɛɹ hˈiːlɪŋ ˈætməsfˌɪɹ ʌv pˈiːs.