text_original: My taper too diminishes fast; but, while its light allows me, I will go over the events of the day and night, to discover if distinct recollection gives them a different appearance from what they now wear in the confusion of my ideas.
text_transcription: MY TAPER TOO DIMINISHES FAST BUT WHILE ITS LIGHT ALLOWS ME I WILL GO OVER THE EVENTS OF THE DAY AND NIGHT TO DISCOVER IF DISTINCT RECOLLECTION GIVES THEM A DIFFERENT APPEARANCE FROM WHAT THEY NOW WEAR IN THE CONFUSION OF MY IDEAS
phonemes: maɪ tˈeɪpɚ tˈuː dᵻmˈɪnɪʃᵻz fˈæst; bˌʌt, wˌaɪl ɪts lˈaɪt ɐlˈaʊz mˌiː, aɪ wɪl ɡˌoʊ ˌoʊvɚ ðɪ ᵻvˈɛnts ʌvðə dˈeɪ ænd nˈaɪt, tə dɪskˈʌvɚ ɪf dɪstˈɪŋkt ɹˌɛkəlˈɛkʃən ɡˈɪvz ðˌɛm ɐ dˈɪfɹənt ɐpˈɪɹəns fɹʌm wʌt ðeɪ nˈaʊ wˈɛɹ ɪnðə kənfjˈuːʒən ʌv maɪ aɪdˈiəz.