text_original: VIII IN THE STUDY HE enters, and mute on the edge of a chair Sits a thin faced lady, a stranger there, A type of decayed gentility; And by some small signs he well can guess That she comes to him almost breakfastless.
text_transcription: EIGHT IN THE STUDY HE ENTERS AND MEWED ON THE EDGE OF A CHAIR SITS A THIN FACED LADY A STRANGER DEAR A TYPE OF DECAYED GENTILITY AND BY SOME SMALL SCIENCE HE WELL CAN GUESS THAT SHE COMES TO HIM ALMOST BREAKFASTLESS
phonemes: ɹˌoʊmən ˈeɪt ɪnðə stˈʌdi hiː ˈɛntɚz, ænd mjˈuːt ɔnðɪ ˈɛdʒ əvə tʃˈɛɹ sˈɪts ɐ θˈɪn fˈeɪsd lˈeɪdi, ɐ stɹˈeɪndʒɚ ðˈɛɹ, ɐ tˈaɪp ʌv dᵻkˈeɪd dʒɛntˈɪlᵻɾi; ænd baɪ sˌʌm smˈɔːl sˈaɪnz hiː wˈɛl kæn ɡˈɛs ðæt ʃiː kˈʌmz tə hˌɪm ˈɔːlmoʊst bɹˈɛkfəstləs.