text_original: "What!" The sense of loathing, even the sense of fear, with which I heard him make, so callously, this hideous confession, gave me strength to snap the spell with which he had seemed to bind me to the seat I sprang from him with a cry.
text_transcription: WHAT THE SENSE OF LOATHING EVEN THE SENSE OF FEAR WITH WHICH I HEARD HIM MAKE SO CALLOUSLY THIS HIDEOUS CONFESSION GAVE ME STRENGTH TO SNAP THE SPELL WITH WHICH HE HAD SEEMED TO BIND ME TO THE SEAT I SPRANG FROM HIM WITH A CRY
phonemes: "wˌʌt!" ðə sˈɛns ʌv lˈoʊðɪŋ, ˈiːvən ðə sˈɛns ʌv fˈɪɹ, wɪð wˌɪtʃ aɪ hˈɜːd hˌɪm mˈeɪk, sˌoʊ kˈæləsli, ðɪs hˈɪdiəs kənfˈɛʃən, ɡˈeɪv mˌiː stɹˈɛŋθ tə snˈæp ðə spˈɛl wɪð wˌɪtʃ hiː hæd sˈiːmd tə bˈaɪnd mˌiː tə ðə sˈiːt aɪ spɹˈæŋ fɹʌm hˌɪm wɪð ɐ kɹˈaɪ.