text_original: Every Linton on the face of the earth might melt into nothing, before I could consent to forsake Heathcliff. . . . My great miseries in this world have been Heath  cliff's miseries, and I watched and felt each from the beginning. My great thought in living is himself.
text_transcription: EVERY LINTON ON THE FACE OF THE EARTH MIGHT MELT INTO NOTHING BEFORE I COULD CONSENT TO FORSAKE HEATHCLIFF MY GREAT MISERIES IN THIS WORLD HAVE BEEN HEATHCLIFF'S MISERIES AND I WATCHED AND FELT EACH FROM THE BEGINNING MY GREAT THOUGHT IN LIVING IS HIMSELF
phonemes: ˈɛvɹi lˈɪntən ɔnðə fˈeɪs ʌvðɪ ˈɜːθ mˌaɪt mˈɛlt ˌɪntʊ nˈʌθɪŋ, bᵻfˌɔːɹ aɪ kʊd kənsˈɛnt tə fɔːɹsˈeɪk hˈiːθklɪf. . . . maɪ ɡɹˈeɪt mˈɪzɚɹiz ɪn ðɪs wˈɜːld hɐvbɪn hˈiːθ klˈɪfs mˈɪzɚɹiz, ænd aɪ wˈɑːtʃt ænd fˈɛlt ˈiːtʃ fɹʌmðə bɪɡˈɪnɪŋ. maɪ ɡɹˈeɪt θˈɔːt ɪn lˈɪvɪŋ ɪz hɪmsˈɛlf.