text_original: " He quite took me by surprise, for I seemed to have forgotten any other life than that I was then living; and dressing the most frightful wounds was as natural as eating. I felt no disgust, no shrinking, and mere conventional delicacy is withdrawn when the Angel of Death breathes upon it.
text_transcription: HE QUITE TOOK ME BY SURPRISE FOR I SEEM TO HAVE FORGOTTEN ANY OTHER LIFE THAN THAT I WAS THEN LIVING AND DRESSING THE MOST FRIGHTFUL WOUNDS WAS AS NATURAL AS EATING I FELT NO DISGUST NO SHRINKING AND MERE CONVENTIONAL DELICACY IS WITHDRAWN WHEN THE ANGEL OF DEATH BREATHES UPON IT
phonemes: " hiː kwˈaɪt tˈʊk mˌiː baɪ sɚpɹˈaɪz, fɔːɹ aɪ sˈiːmd tə hæv fɚɡˈɑːʔn̩ ˌɛni ˈʌðɚ lˈaɪf ðɐn ðæt aɪ wʌz ðˈɛn lˈɪvɪŋ; ænd dɹˈɛsɪŋ ðə mˈoʊst fɹˈaɪtfəl wˈuːndz wʌz æz nˈætʃɚɹəl æz ˈiːɾɪŋ. aɪ fˈɛlt nˈoʊ dɪsɡˈʌst, nˈoʊ ʃɹˈɪŋkɪŋ, ænd mˈɪɹ kənvˈɛnʃənəl dˈɛlɪkəsi ɪz wɪθdɹˈɔːn wɛn ðɪ ˈeɪndʒəl ʌv dˈɛθ bɹˈiːðz əpˌɑːn ɪt.