text_original: There I can vent the swelling sentiment of my heart, and find an auditor more interested than the dispersing winds. To this room and picture I resorted in the dead of that night, to harmonize my feelings and collect my thoughts, alarmed and scattered by a twice repeated dream full of terror and dismay.
text_transcription: THERE I CAN VENT THE SWELLING SENTIMENT OF MY HEART AND FIND AN AUDITOR MORE INTERESTED THAN THE DISPERSING WINDS TO THIS ROOM AND PICTURE I RESORTED IN THE DEAD OF THAT NIGHT TO HARMONISE MY FEELINGS AND COLLECT MY THOUGHTS ALARMED AND SCATTERED BY A TWICE REPEATED DREAM FULL OF TERROR AND DISMAY
phonemes: ðɛɹ aɪ kæn vˈɛnt ðə swˈɛlɪŋ sˈɛntɪmənt ʌv maɪ hˈɑːɹt, ænd fˈaɪnd ɐn ˈɔːdɪɾɚ mˈɔːɹ ˈɪntɹɛstᵻd ðɐn ðə dɪspˈɜːsɪŋ wˈɪndz. tə ðɪs ɹˈuːm ænd pˈɪktʃɚɹ aɪ ɹᵻzˈɔːɹɾᵻd ɪnðə dˈɛd ʌv ðæt nˈaɪt, tə hˈɑːɹmənˌaɪz maɪ fˈiːlɪŋz ænd kəlˈɛkt maɪ θˈɔːts, ɐlˈɑːɹmd ænd skˈæɾɚd baɪ ɐ twˈaɪs ɹᵻpˈiːɾᵻd dɹˈiːm fˈʊl ʌv tˈɛɹɚ ænd dɪsmˈeɪ.