text_original: Sad, chance confession of human weakness ; mournful coun  terpart of that chainless soul which to the end EMILY'S DEATH. 307 maintained its fortitude and rebellion. The flesh is weak.
text_transcription: SAD CHANCE CONFESSION OF HUMAN WEAKNESS MOURNFUL COUNTERPART OF THAT CHAINLESS SOUL WHICH TO THE END MAINTAINED ITS FORTITUDE AND REBELLION THE FLESH IS WEAK
phonemes: sˈæd, tʃˈæns kənfˈɛʃən ʌv hjˈuːmən wˈiːknəs ; mˈɔːɹnfəl kˈaʊn tˈɜːpɑːɹt ʌv ðæt tʃˈeɪnləs sˈoʊl wˌɪtʃ tə ðɪ ˈɛnd ˈɛmᵻliz dˈɛθ. θɹˈiːhˈʌndɹɪd sˈɛvən meɪntˈeɪnd ɪts fˈɔːɹɾɪtˌuːd ænd ɹᵻbˈɛliən. ðə flˈɛʃ ɪz wˈiːk.