text_original: But uow that you need no longer dread the contagion of my misfortune ; that you, like me, are a captive, disgraced and oppressed ; now that you are about to die, I come to you, hoping that you will at least deign, Ordener, my lord and husband, to allow her who could never have shared your life, to be your com  panion in death ; for you love me too much, do you not, to doubt for an instant that I shall die with you ? " The prisoner fell at her feet, and kissed the hem of her gown.
text_transcription: BUT NOW THAT YOU NEED NO LONGER DREAD THE CONTAGION OF MY MISFORTUNE THAT YOU LIKE ME ARE A CAPTIVE DISGRACED AND OPPRESSED NOW THAT YOU ARE ABOUT TO DIE I COME TO YOU HOPING THAT YOU WILL AT LEAST STAIN ORDINAR MY LORD AND HUSBAND TO ALLOW HER WHO COULD NEVER HAVE SHARED YOUR LIFE TO BE YOUR COMPANION IN DEATH FOR YOU LOVE ME TOO MUCH DO YOU NOT TO DOUBT FOR AN INSTANT THAT I SHALL DIE WITH YOU THE PRISONER FELL AT HER FEET AND KISSED THE HEM OF HER GOWN
phonemes: bˌʌt jˈuːoʊ ðæt juː nˈiːd nˌoʊ lˈɑːŋɡɚ dɹˈɛd ðə kəntˈeɪdʒən ʌv maɪ mɪsfˈɔːɹtʃʊn ; ðˈæt juː, lˈaɪk mˌiː, ɑːɹ ɐ kˈæptɪv, dɪsɡɹˈeɪst ænd əpɹˈɛst ; nˈaʊ ðæt juː ɑːɹ ɐbˌaʊt tə dˈaɪ, aɪ kˈʌm tə juː, hˈoʊpɪŋ ðæt juː wɪl æt lˈiːst dˈeɪn, ˈɔːɹdənɚ, maɪ lˈɔːɹd ænd hˈʌsbənd, tʊ ɐlˈaʊ hɜː hˌuː kʊd nˈɛvɚ hæv ʃˈɛɹd jʊɹ lˈaɪf, təbi jʊɹ kˈɑːm pˈæniən ɪn dˈɛθ ; fɔːɹ juː lˈʌv mˌiː tˈuː mʌtʃ, dˈuː juː nˈɑːt, tə dˈaʊt fɚɹən ˈɪnstənt ðæt aɪʃˌɐl dˈaɪ wɪð juː ? " ðə pɹˈɪzənɚ fˈɛl æt hɜː fˈiːt, ænd kˈɪst ðə hˈɛm ʌv hɜː ɡˈaʊn.