text_original: A window opened, and a voice called out: "Qui e?" "I am Ginevra." And I thought, "Now he will fall to trembling, like the rest, And bid me hence." But, lo! a moment more The bolts were drawn, and arms whose very touch Was life, lifted and clasped and bore me in.
text_transcription: A WINDOW OPENED AND A VOICE CALLED OUT KIERE I AM GENEVRA AND I THOUGHT NOW YOU WILL FALL TO TREMBLING LIKE THE REST AND BID ME HENCE BUT LO A MOMENT MORE THE BOLTS WERE DRAWN AND ARMS WHOSE VERY TOUCH WAS LIFE LIFTED AND CLASPED AND BORE ME IN
phonemes: ɐ wˈɪndoʊ ˈoʊpənd, ænd ɐ vˈɔɪs kˈɔːld ˈaʊt: "kwi ˈiː?" "aɪɐm dʒˈɪnɛvɹə." ænd aɪ θˈɔːt, "nˈaʊ hiː wɪl fˈɔːl tə tɹˈɛmblɪŋ, lˈaɪk ðə ɹˈɛst, ænd bˈɪd mˌiː hˈɛns." bˌʌt, lˈoʊ! ɐ mˈoʊmənt mˈɔːɹ ðə bˈoʊlts wɜː dɹˈɔːn, ænd ˈɑːɹmz hˌuːz vˈɛɹi tˈʌtʃ wʌz lˈaɪf, lˈɪftᵻd ænd klˈæspt ænd bˈɔːɹ mˌiː ˈɪn.