text_original: Oh Caroline, Caroline! I am weary of this solitude. My mind bursts the bounds prescribed to my person, and impels itself forward to share the advantages of society. Compelled to return to its prison, it is disgusted with its own conceptions, and sinks into languor and dissatisfaction.
text_transcription: OH CAROLINE CAROLINE I AM WEARY OF THIS SOLITUDE MY MIND BURSTS THE BOUNDS PRESCRIBED TO MY PERSON AND IMPELS ITSELF FORWARD TO SHARE THE ADVANTAGES OF SOCIETY COMPELLED TO RETURN TO ITS PRISON IT IS DISGUSTED WITH ITS OWN CONCEPTIONS AND SINKS INTO LANGUOR AND DISSATISFACTION
phonemes: ˈoʊ kˈæɹəlˌaɪn, kˈæɹəlˌaɪn! aɪɐm wˈɪɹi ʌv ðɪs sˈɑːlɪtˌuːd. maɪ mˈaɪnd bˈɜːsts ðə bˈaʊndz pɹɪskɹˈaɪbd tə maɪ pˈɜːsən, ænd ɪmpˈɛlz ɪtsˈɛlf fˈɔːɹwɚd tə ʃˈɛɹ ðɪ ɐdvˈæntɪdʒᵻz ʌv səsˈaɪəɾi. kəmpˈɛld tə ɹᵻtˈɜːn tʊ ɪts pɹˈɪzən, ɪɾ ɪz dɪsɡˈʌstᵻd wɪð ɪts ˈoʊn kənsˈɛpʃənz, ænd sˈɪŋks ˌɪntʊ lˈæŋɡjuːɚ ænd dɪsˌæɾɪsfˈækʃən.