text_original: Was it a guilty love which she still cherished for that absent friend, struggle against it as she might ? Her Ordener was be  trothed to another ! And who can tell what that virginal heart endured when the strange and unknown sentiment of jealousy found entrance there like a poisonous viper
text_transcription: WAS IT A GUILTY LOVE WHICH SHE STILL CHERISHED FOR THAT ABSENT FRIEND STRUGGLED AGAINST IT AS SHE MIGHT HER ORDINA WAS BETROTHED TO ANOTHER AND WHO CAN TELL WHAT THAT VIRGINAL HEART ENDURED WHEN THE STRANGE AND UNKNOWN SENTIMENT OF JEALOUSY FOUND ENTRANCE THERE LIKE A POISONOUS VIPER
phonemes: wʌz ɪɾ ɐ ɡˈɪlti lˈʌv wˌɪtʃ ʃiː stˈɪl tʃˈɛɹɪʃt fɔːɹ ðæt ˈæbsənt fɹˈɛnd, stɹˈʌɡəl ɐɡˈɛnst ɪɾ æz ʃiː mˈaɪt ? hɜːɹ ˈɔːɹdənɚ wʌz biː tɹˈɑːθt tʊ ɐnˈʌðɚ ! ænd hˌuː kæn tˈɛl wʌt ðæt vˈɜːdʒɪnəl hˈɑːɹt ɛndˈʊɹd wɛn ðə stɹˈeɪndʒ ænd ʌnnˈoʊn sˈɛntɪmənt ʌv dʒˈɛləsi fˈaʊnd ˈɛntɹəns ðɛɹ lˈaɪk ɐ pˈɔɪzənəs vˈaɪpɚ