text_original: " Day by day," says Charlotte, " day by day, when I saw with what a front she met suffering; I looked on her with a wonder of anguish and love. I have seen nothing like it ; but, indeed, I have never seen her parallel in anything.
text_transcription: DAY BY DAY SAYS CHARLOTTE DAY BY DAY WHEN I SAW WITH WHAT AFFRONT SHE MET SUFFERING I LOOKED ON HER WITH A WONDER OF ANGUISH AND LOVE I HAVE SEEN NOTHING LIKE IT BUT INDEED I HAVE NEVER SEEN HER PARALLEL IN ANYTHING
phonemes: " dˈeɪ baɪ dˈeɪ," sˈɛz ʃˈɑːɹlət, " dˈeɪ baɪ dˈeɪ, wˌɛn aɪ sˈɔː wɪð wʌt ɐ fɹˈʌnt ʃiː mˈɛt sˈʌfɚɹɪŋ; aɪ lˈʊkt ˌɔn hɜː wɪð ɐ wˈʌndɚɹ ʌv ˈæŋɡwɪʃ ænd lˈʌv. aɪ hæv sˈiːn nˈʌθɪŋ lˈaɪk ɪt ; bˌʌt, ˌɪndˈiːd, aɪ hæv nˈɛvɚ sˈiːn hɜː pˈæɹəlˌɛl ɪn ˈɛnɪθˌɪŋ.