text_original: And here had I been looking, ever since I was a teeny weeny little thing, for a. touch of romance to give existence a real live flavour, and then, when I got it, the best I could do was to wonder how I had been so silly as ever to have wanted it. Poor Pollie ! That first night in Camford Street she would go out.
text_transcription: AND HERE HAD I BEEN LOOKING EVER SINCE I WAS TEENY WEENY LITTLE THING FOR A TOUCH OF ROMANCE TO GIVE EXISTENCE A REAL LIFE FLAVOUR AND THEN WHEN I GOT IT THE BEST I COULD DO WAS TO WONDER HOW I HAD BEEN SO SILLY AS EVER TO HAVE WANTED IT POOR POLLY THAT FIRST NIGHT IN CAMFORD STREET SHE WOULD GO OUT
phonemes: ænd hˈɪɹ hæd aɪ bˌɪn lˈʊkɪŋ, ˈɛvɚ sˈɪns aɪ wʌzɐ tˈiːni wˈiːni lˈɪɾəl θˈɪŋ, fɚɹə. tˈʌtʃ ʌv ɹoʊmˈæns tə ɡˈɪv ɛɡzˈɪstəns ɐ ɹˈiːəl lˈaɪv flˈeɪvɚ, ænd ðˈɛn, wˌɛn aɪ ɡˈɑːt ɪt, ðə bˈɛst aɪ kʊd dˈuː wʌz tə wˈʌndɚ hˌaʊ aɪ hɐdbɪn sˌoʊ sˈɪli æz ˈɛvɚ tə hæv wˈɔntᵻd ɪt. pˈʊɹ pˈɑːli ! ðæt fˈɜːst nˈaɪt ɪn kˈæmfɚd stɹˈiːt ʃiː wʊd ɡˌoʊ ˈaʊt.