text_original: Over the little parlor below a great calm had settled. " Why should we be otherwise than calm ? " says Charlotte, writing to her friend on the 21st of December. " The an  guish of seeing her suffer is over ; the spectacle of the pains of death is gone by ; the funeral day is past.
text_transcription: OVER THE LITTLE PARLOUR BELOW A GREAT CALM HAD SETTLED WHY SHOULD WE BE OTHERWISE THAN CALM SAYS CHARLOTTE WRITING TO HER FRIEND ON THE TWENTY FIRST OF DECEMBER THE ANGUISH OF SEEING HER SUFFER IS OVER THE SPECTACLE OF THE PAINS OF DEATH IS GONE BY THE FUNERAL DAY IS PAST
phonemes: ˌoʊvɚ ðə lˈɪɾəl pˈɑːɹlɚ bᵻlˌoʊ ɐ ɡɹˈeɪt kˈɑːm hæd sˈɛɾəld. " wˌaɪ ʃˌʊd wiː biː ˈʌðɚwˌaɪz ðɐn kˈɑːm ? " sˈɛz ʃˈɑːɹlət, ɹˈaɪɾɪŋ tə hɜː fɹˈɛnd ɔnðə twˈɛnti fˈɜːst ʌv dᵻsˈɛmbɚ. " ðɪ æn ɡˈɪʃ ʌv sˈiːɪŋ hɜː sˈʌfɚɹ ɪz ˈoʊvɚ ; ðə spˈɛktəkəl ʌvðə pˈeɪnz ʌv dˈɛθ ɪz ɡɔn bˈaɪ ; ðə fjˈuːnɚɹəl dˈeɪ ɪz pˈæst.