text_original: Our beings are incorporate as our wishes. The sepulchre need not open twice. No tyranny could separate us in death. But who are you,' I added, 'that come hither to snatch from me the moments I would dedicate to remembrances of past pleasure, and to promising expectation?'
text_transcription: OUR BEINGS ARE INCORPORATE AS OUR WISHES THE SEPULCHRE NEED NOT OPEN TWICE NO TYRANNY COULD SEPARATE US IN DEATH BUT WHO ARE YOU I ADDED THAT COME HITHER TO SNATCH FROM ME THE MOMENTS I WOULD DEDICATE TO REMEMBRANCES OF PAST PLEASURE AND TO PROMISING EXPECTATION
phonemes: ˌaʊɚ bˈiːɪŋz ɑːɹ ɪŋkˈɔːɹpɚɹˌeɪt æz ˌaʊɚ wˈɪʃᵻz. ðə sˈɛpʌlkɚ nˈiːd nˌɑːt ˈoʊpən twˈaɪs. nˈoʊ tˈɪɹəni kʊd sˈɛpɚɹˌeɪt ˌʌs ɪn dˈɛθ. bˌʌt hˈuː ɑːɹ juː,aɪ ˈædᵻd, ðæt kˈʌm hˈɪðɚ tə snˈætʃ fɹʌm mˌiː ðə mˈoʊmənts aɪ wʊd dˈɛdᵻkˌeɪt tə ɹᵻmˈɛmbɹənsᵻz ʌv pˈæst plˈɛʒɚ, ænd tə pɹˈɑːmɪsɪŋ ɛkspɪktˈeɪʃən?