text_original: So still that in the overwrought condition of my nerves I began to wonder if she was dead. I wished that she would move, do anything, to show she was alive. I tried, once more, to call upon her name. But, this time, my throat was parched ; it came as an inarticu  late murmur from between my tremulous lips.
text_transcription: SO STILL THAT IN THE OVER WROUGHT CONDITION OF MY NERVES I BEGAN TO WONDER IF SHE WAS DEAD I WISHED THAT SHE WOULD MOVE DO ANYTHING TO SHOW THAT SHE WAS ALIVE I TRIED ONCE MORE TO CALL UPON HER NAME BUT THIS TIME MY THROAT WAS PARCHED IT CAME AS AN INARTICULATE MURMUR FROM BETWEEN MY TREMULOUS LIPS
phonemes: sˌoʊ stˈɪl ðæt ɪnðɪ ˌoʊvɚɹˈɔːt kəndˈɪʃən ʌv maɪ nˈɜːvz aɪ bɪɡˈæn tə wˈʌndɚ ɪf ʃiː wʌz dˈɛd. aɪ wˈɪʃt ðæt ʃiː wʊd mˈuːv, dˈuː ˈɛnɪθˌɪŋ, tə ʃˈoʊ ʃiː wʌz ɐlˈaɪv. aɪ tɹˈaɪd, wˈʌns mˈɔːɹ, tə kˈɔːl əpˌɑːn hɜː nˈeɪm. bˌʌt, ðɪs tˈaɪm, maɪ θɹˈoʊt wʌz pˈɑːɹtʃt ; ɪt kˈeɪm æz ɐn ɪnɑːɹtˈɪkuː lˈeɪt mˈɜːmɚ fɹʌm bᵻtwˌiːn maɪ tɹˈɛmjʊləs lˈɪps.