text_original: His grave is next to Cath  arine's, and near to Edgar Linton's ; over them all the wild bilberry springs, and the peat moss 278 EMILY BRONTE. and heather. They do not reck of the passion, the capricious sweetness, the steady goodness, that lie underneath. It is all one to them and to the larks singing aloft.
text_transcription: HIS GRAVE IS NEXT TO CATHERINE'S AND NEAR TO EDGAR LINTON'S OVER THEM ALL THE WILD BILBERRY SPRINGS AND THE PEAT MOSS AND HEATHER THEY DO NOT RECK OF THE PASSION THE CAPRICIOUS SWEETNESS THE STEADY GOODNESS THAT LIE BENEATH IT IS ALL ONE TO THEM AND TO THE LARKS SINGING ALOFT
phonemes: hɪz ɡɹˈeɪv ɪz nˈɛkst tə kˈæθ ˈæɹiːnz, ænd nˌɪɹ tʊ ˈɛdɡɚ lˈɪntənz ; ˌoʊvɚ ðˌɛm ˈɔːl ðə wˈaɪld bˈɪlbɛɹi spɹˈɪŋz, ænd ðə pˈiːt mˈɔs tˈuːhˈʌndɹɪd sˈɛvənti ˈeɪt ˈɛmᵻli bɹˈɔnt. ænd hˈɛðɚ. ðeɪ duːnˌɑːt ɹˈɛk ʌvðə pˈæʃən, ðə kɐpɹˈɪʃəs swˈiːtnəs, ðə stˈɛdi ɡˈʊdnəs, ðæt lˈaɪ ˌʌndɚnˈiːθ. ɪɾ ɪz ˈɔːl wˈʌn tə ðˌɛm ænd tə ðə lˈɑːɹks sˈɪŋɪŋ ɐlˈɔft.