text_original: From her wrecked dream, as months flew on, Her thought seemed not to range. "What ails the wife?" they said anon, "That she should be so strange?"
text_transcription: FROM HER WRECKED DREAM AS MONTH FLEW ON HER THOUGHTS SEEM'D NOT TO RANGE WHAT AILS THE WIFE THEY SAID ANON THAT SHE SHOULD BE SO STRANGE
phonemes: fɹʌm hɜː ɹˈɛkt dɹˈiːm, æz mˈʌnθs flˈuː ˈɔn, hɜː θˈɔːt sˈiːmd nˌɑːt tə ɹˈeɪndʒ. "wˌʌt ˈeɪlz ðə wˈaɪf?" ðeɪ sˈɛd ɐnˈɔn, "ðæt ʃiː ʃˌʊd biː sˌoʊ stɹˈeɪndʒ?"