text_original: For an instant she looked at it imploringly ; then suddenly casting it from her in hor  ror, she cried : " I pray ! How can I pray ? Your prayers can only be addressed to hell, poor woman
text_transcription: FOR AN INSTANT SHE LOOKED AT IT IMPLORINGLY THEN SUDDENLY CASTING IT FROM HER IN HORROR SHE CRIED I PRAY HOW CAN I PRAY YOUR PRAYERS CAN ONLY BE ADDRESSED TO HELL POOR WOMAN
phonemes: fɚɹən ˈɪnstənt ʃiː lˈʊkt æɾ ɪɾ ɪmplˈɔːɹɪŋli ; ðˈɛn sˈʌdənli kˈæstɪŋ ɪt fɹʌm hɜːɹ ɪn hˈɔːɹ ɹˈɔːɹ, ʃiː kɹˈaɪd : " aɪ pɹˈeɪ ! hˌaʊ kæn aɪ pɹˈeɪ ? jʊɹ pɹˈɛɹz kæn ˈoʊnli biː ɐdɹˈɛst tə hˈɛl, pˈʊɹ wˈʊmən