text_original: She wept, and murmured : " He will die, oh, God, a death of infamy ! " The condemned man answered with a smile : " Believe me, Ethel, there is less dishonor in my death than in such a life as you propose."
text_transcription: SHE WEPT AND MURMURED HE WILL DIE O GOD A DEATH OF INFAMY THE CONDEMNED MAN ANSWERED WITH A SMILE BELIEVE ME ETHEL THERE IS LESS DISHONOUR IN MY DEATH THAN IN SUCH A LIFE AS YOU PROPOSE
phonemes: ʃiː wˈɛpt, ænd mˈɜːmɚd : " hiː wɪl dˈaɪ, ˈoʊ, ɡˈɑːd, ɐ dˈɛθ ʌv ˈɪnfəmi ! " ðə kəndˈɛmd mˈæn ˈænsɚd wɪð ɐ smˈaɪl : " bᵻlˈiːv mˌiː, ˈɛθəl, ðɛɹ ɪz lˈɛs dɪsˈɑːnɚɹ ɪn maɪ dˈɛθ ðɐn ɪn sˈʌtʃ ɐ lˈaɪf æz juː pɹəpˈoʊz."