text_original: They found no novel, half finished or begun, in the old brown desk which she used to rest on 310 EMILY BRONTE. her knees, sitting under the thorns. But they discovered a poem, written at the end of Emily's life, profound, sincere, as befits the last words one has time to speak.
text_transcription: THEY FOUND NO NOVEL HALF FINISHED OR BEGUN IN THE OLD BROWN DESK WHICH SHE USED TO REST ON HER KNEES SITTING UNDER THE THORNS BUT THEY DISCOVERED A POEM WRITTEN AT THE END OF EMILY'S LIFE PROFOUND SINCERE AS BEFITS THE LAST WORDS ONE HAS TIME TO SPEAK
phonemes: ðeɪ fˈaʊnd nˈoʊ nˈɑːvəl, hˈæf fˈɪnɪʃt ɔːɹ bɪɡˈʌn, ɪnðɪ ˈoʊld bɹˈaʊn dˈɛsk wˌɪtʃ ʃiː jˈuːzd tə ɹˈɛst ˌɔn θɹˈiːhˈʌndɹɪd tˈɛn ˈɛmᵻli bɹˈɔnt. hɜː nˈiːz, sˈɪɾɪŋ ˌʌndɚ ðə θˈɔːɹnz. bˌʌt ðeɪ dɪskˈʌvɚd ɐ pˈoʊᵻm, ɹˈɪʔn̩ æt ðɪ ˈɛnd ʌv ˈɛmᵻliz lˈaɪf, pɹəfˈaʊnd, sɪnsˈɪɹ, æz bᵻfˈɪts ðə lˈæst wˈɜːdz wˈʌn hɐz tˈaɪm tə spˈiːk.