text_original: It was pleasant to look into her great, dreamy grey eyes, with their heavy lashes, at the broad forehead and the clustering brown curls, and have her sit and look into the fire and talk 9 130 Half a Centuey. as she wrote of the strange fancies which peopled her busy brain.
text_transcription: IT WAS PLEASANT TO LOOK INTO HER GREAT DREAMY GRAY EYES WITH THEIR HEAVY LASHES AT THE BROAD FOREHEAD AND THE CLUSTERING BROWN CURLS AND HAVE HER SIT AND LOOK INTO THE FIRE AND TALK AS SHE WROTE OF THE STRANGE FANCIES WHICH PEOPLED HER BUSY BRAIN
phonemes: ɪt wʌz plˈɛzənt tə lˈʊk ˌɪntʊ hɜː ɡɹˈeɪt, dɹˈiːmi ɡɹˈeɪ ˈaɪz, wɪð ðɛɹ hˈɛvi lˈæʃᵻz, æt ðə bɹˈɔːd fˈɔːɹhɛd ænd ðə klˈʌstɚɹɪŋ bɹˈaʊn kˈɜːlz, ænd hæv hɜː sˈɪt ænd lˈʊk ˌɪntʊ ðə fˈaɪɚ ænd tˈɔːk nˈaɪn wˈʌnhˈʌndɹɪd θˈɜːɾi hˈæf ɐ sˈɛntuːi. æz ʃiː ɹˈoʊt ʌvðə stɹˈeɪndʒ fˈænsiz wˌɪtʃ pˈiːpəld hɜː bˈɪzi bɹˈeɪn.