text_original: There came to them who listened the sound of a woman's voice, uttering, in tones so tender they fell like sweet music on the ear, "loves," and "sweethearts," and "my own, own darlings!" and such like vanities.
text_transcription: THERE CAME TO THEM WHO LISTENED THE SOUND OF A WOMAN'S VOICE UTTERING IN TONES SO TENDER THEY FELL LIKE SWEET MUSIC ON THE EAR LOVES AND SWEETHEARTS AND MY OWN OWN DARLINGS AND SUCH LIKE VANITIES
phonemes: ðɛɹ kˈeɪm tə ðˌɛm hˌuː lˈɪsənd ðə sˈaʊnd əvə wˈʊmənz vˈɔɪs, ˈʌɾɚɹɪŋ, ɪn tˈoʊnz sˌoʊ tˈɛndɚ ðeɪ fˈɛl lˈaɪk swˈiːt mjˈuːzɪk ɔnðɪ ˈɪɹ, "lˈʌvz," ænd "swˈiːthɑːɹts," ænd "maɪ ˈoʊn, ˈoʊn dˈɑːɹlɪŋz!" ænd sˈʌtʃ lˈaɪk vˈænᵻɾiz.