text_original: And when I have not opposed him as much as I wish to do, and have ran away from the fight of his face, and the sound of his voice, I take myself to talk, and say, foolish Sibella! Can a frown kill you?  Can your uncle, though he should be tenfold angry with you, do more to you than he has already done? And, when my throbbing heart denies the possibility of that, I resolve the next time to tell him every thing I feel: and then I wait, and long, and wish that the next time would arrive.
text_transcription: AND WHEN I HAVE NOT OPPOSED HIM AS MUCH AS I WISH TO DO AND HAVE RAN AWAY FROM THE SIGHT OF HIS FACE AND THE SOUND OF HIS VOICE I TAKE MYSELF TO TALK AND SAY FOOLISH CYBELA CAN A FROWN KILL YOU CAN YOUR UNCLE THOUGH HE SHOULD BE TENFOLD ANGRY WITH YOU DO MORE TO YOU THAN HE HAS ALREADY DONE AND WHEN MY THROBBING HEART DENIES THE POSSIBILITY OF THAT I RESOLVED NEXT TIME TO TELL HIM EVERYTHING I FEEL AND THEN I WAIT AND LONG AND WISH THAT THE NEXT TIME WOULD ARRIVE
phonemes: ænd wɛn aɪ hɐvnˌɑːt əpˈoʊzd hˌɪm æz mˈʌtʃ æz aɪ wˈɪʃ tə dˈuː, ænd hæv ɹˈæn ɐwˈeɪ fɹʌmðə fˈaɪt ʌv hɪz fˈeɪs, ænd ðə sˈaʊnd ʌv hɪz vˈɔɪs, aɪ tˈeɪk maɪsˈɛlf tə tˈɔːk, ænd sˈeɪ, fˈuːlɪʃ saɪbˈɛlə! kæn ɐ fɹˈaʊn kˈɪl juː?  kæn jʊɹ ˈʌŋkəl, ðˌoʊ hiː ʃˌʊd biː tˈɛnfoʊld ˈæŋɡɹi wɪð juː, dˈuː mˈɔːɹ tə juː ðɐn hiː hɐz ɔːlɹˌɛdi dˈʌn? ænd, wˌɛn maɪ θɹˈɑːbɪŋ hˈɑːɹt dᵻnˈaɪz ðə pˌɑːsəbˈɪlᵻɾi ʌv ðˈæt, aɪ ɹᵻzˈɑːlv ðə nˈɛkst tˈaɪm tə tˈɛl hˌɪm ˈɛvɹi θˈɪŋ aɪ fˈiːl: ænd ðˈɛn aɪ wˈeɪt, ænd lˈɔŋ, ænd wˈɪʃ ðætðə nˈɛkst tˈaɪm wʊd ɚɹˈaɪv.