text_original: It was not an heroic death — to stab oneself with a common warder's common knife, to hang oneself with a prison sheet from the bar of a broken window. One would not choose a death like that And yet, if die one must, what matters it how one dies ? And time has G Digitized by VjOOQIC 82 THE SEEN AND THE UNSEEN its revenges! All things come to those who wait — at last! at last!
text_transcription: IT WAS NOT AN HEROIC DEATH TO STAB ONESELF WITH A COMMON WARDER'S COMMON KNIFE TO HANG ONESELF WITH A PRISON SHEET FROM THE BAR OF A BROKEN WINDOW ONE WOULD NOT CHOOSE A DEATH LIKE THAT AND YET IF DIE ONE MUST WHAT MATTERS IT HOW ONE DIES AND TIME HAS ITS REVENGES ALL THINGS COME TO THOSE WHO WAIT AT LAST AT LAST
phonemes: ɪt wʌz nˌɑːt æn hɪɹˈoʊɪk dˈɛθ — tə stˈæb wʌnsˈɛlf wɪð ɐ kˈɑːmən wˈɔːɹdɚz kˈɑːmən nˈaɪf, tə hˈæŋ wʌnsˈɛlf wɪð ɐ pɹˈɪzən ʃˈiːt fɹʌmðə bˈɑːɹ əvə bɹˈoʊkən wˈɪndoʊ. wˈʌn wʊd nˌɑːt tʃˈuːz ɐ dˈɛθ lˈaɪk ðæt ænd jˈɛt, ɪf dˈaɪ wˈʌn mˈʌst, wˌʌt mˈæɾɚz ɪt hˌaʊ wˈʌn dˈaɪz ? ænd tˈaɪm hɐz dʒˈiː dˈɪdʒɪtˌaɪzd baɪ vˌiːdʒˈeɪ ˈuːkɪk ˈeɪɾi tˈuː ðə sˈiːn ænd ðɪ ʌnsˈiːn ɪts ɹᵻvˈɛndʒᵻz! ˈɔːl θˈɪŋz kˈʌm tə ðoʊz hˌuː wˈeɪt — æt lˈæst! æt lˈæst!