text_original: I wonder I did not remember it last night: but Clement's fears, and the mode to overcome them, have been objects of such magnitude in the heart of Sibella that curiosity has ceased to intrude its train of remembrances and suppositions. Clement was right. Who, but through my uncle's means, could find entrance into this region of caution and confinement?
text_transcription: I WONDER I DID NOT REMEMBER IT LAST NIGHT BUT CLEMENT'S FEARS AND THE MODE TO OVERCOME THEM HAVE BEEN OBJECTS OF SUCH MAGNITUDE IN THE HEART OF CYBELA THAT CURIOSITY HAS CEASED TO INTRUDE ITS TRAIN OF REMEMBRANCES AND SUPPOSITIONS CLEMENT WAS RIGHT WHO BUT THROUGH MY UNCLE'S MEANS COULD FIND ENTRANCE INTO THIS REGION OF CAUTION AND CONFINEMENT
phonemes: aɪ wˈʌndɚɹ aɪ dɪdnˌɑːt ɹᵻmˈɛmbɚɹ ɪt lˈæst nˈaɪt: bˌʌt klˈɛmənts fˈɪɹz, ænd ðə mˈoʊd tʊ ˌoʊvɚkˈʌm ðˌɛm, hɐvbɪn ˈɑːbdʒɛkts ʌv sˈʌtʃ mˈæɡnɪtˌuːd ɪnðə hˈɑːɹt ʌv saɪbˈɛlə ðæt kjˌʊɹɹɪˈɔsᵻɾi hɐz sˈiːst tʊ ɪntɹˈuːd ɪts tɹˈeɪn ʌv ɹᵻmˈɛmbɹənsᵻz ænd səpəzˈɪʃənz. klˈɛmənt wʌz ɹˈaɪt. hˈuː, bˌʌt θɹuː maɪ ˈʌŋkəlz mˈiːnz, kʊd fˈaɪnd ˈɛntɹəns ˌɪntʊ ðɪs ɹˈiːdʒən ʌv kˈɔːʃən ænd kənfˈaɪnmənt?