text_original: The reason why I did not finish my last letter, Makar Alexievitch, was that I found it so difficult to write. There are moments when I am glad to be alone  to grieve and repine without any one to share my sorrow: and those moments are beginning to come upon me with ever increasing frequency.
text_transcription: THE REASON WHY I DID NOT FINISH MY LAST LETTER MAKAR ALEXEEVITCH WAS THAT I FOUND IT SO DIFFICULT TO WRIRITE THERE ARE MOMENTS WHEN I AM GLAD TO BE ALONE TO GRIEVE AND REPINE WITHOUT ANY ONE TO SHARE MY SORROW AND THOSE MOMENTS ARE BEGINNING TO COME UPON ME WITH EVER INCREASING FREQUENCY
phonemes: ðə ɹˈiːzən wˌaɪ aɪ dɪdnˌɑːt fˈɪnɪʃ maɪ lˈæst lˈɛɾɚ, mˈækɑːɹ ɐlˈɛksiːvˌɪtʃ, wʌz ðæt aɪ fˈaʊnd ɪt sˌoʊ dˈɪfɪkəlt tə ɹˈaɪt. ðɛɹˌɑːɹ mˈoʊmənts wɛn aɪɐm ɡlˈæd təbi ɐlˈoʊn tə ɡɹˈiːv ænd ɹᵻpˈaɪn wɪðˌaʊt ˌɛni wˈʌn tə ʃˈɛɹ maɪ sˈɑːɹoʊ: ænd ðoʊz mˈoʊmənts ɑːɹ bɪɡˈɪnɪŋ tə kˈʌm əpˌɑːn mˌiː wɪð ˈɛvɚɹ ɪŋkɹˈiːsɪŋ fɹˈiːkwənsi.