text_original: A letter from Arbuthnot him  self to Swift, written a short time before his death, is not, however, filled with mere discontent, does not breathe only a morbid weariness of life, but rather testifies to a serene and noble resignation. ^^I am going," he tells Swift, ''out 1786. SWIFT'S OPINION OF ARB0THNOT. 21 of this troublesome world, and you, amongst the rest of my friends, shall have my last prayers and good wishes. I am afraid, my dear friend, we shall never see one another more in this world.
text_transcription: A LETTER FROM OUR BUTHNOT HIMSELF TO SWIFT WRITTEN A SHORT TIME BEFORE HIS DEATH IS NOT HOWEVER FILLED WITH MERE DISCONTENT DOES NOT BREATHE ONLY A MORBID WEARINESS OF LIFE BUT RATHER TESTIFIES TO A SERENE AND NOBLE RESIGNATION I AM GOING HE TELLS SWIFT OUT OF THIS TROUBLESOME WORLD AND YOU AMONGST THE REST OF MY FRIENDS SHALL HAVE MY LAST PRAYERS AND GOOD WISHES I AM AFRAID MY DEAR FRIEND WE SHALL NEVER SEE ONE ANOTHER MORE IN THIS WORLD
phonemes: ɐ lˈɛɾɚ fɹʌm ˈɑːɹbəθnˌɑːt hˌɪm sˈɛlf tə swˈɪft, ɹˈɪʔn̩ ɐ ʃˈɔːɹt tˈaɪm bᵻfˌɔːɹ hɪz dˈɛθ, ɪz nˈɑːt, haʊˈɛvɚ, fˈɪld wɪð mˈɪɹ dɪskəntˈɛnt, dʌznˌɑːt bɹˈiːð ˈoʊnli ɐ mˈɔːɹbɪd wˈɪɹinəs ʌv lˈaɪf, bˌʌt ɹˈæðɚ tˈɛstᵻfˌaɪz tʊ ɐ sɚɹˈiːn ænd nˈoʊbəl ɹˌɛzɪɡnˈeɪʃən. aɪɐm ɡˈoʊɪŋ," hiː tˈɛlz swˈɪft, ˈaʊt wˈʌn θˈaʊzənd sˈɛvənhˈʌndɹɪd ˈeɪɾi sˈɪks. swˈɪfts əpˈɪniən ʌv ˈɑːɹb zˈiəɹoʊ tˌiːˈeɪtʃnˈɑːt. twˈɛnti wˈʌn ʌv ðɪs tɹˈʌbəlsˌʌm wˈɜːld, ænd juː, ɐmˌʌŋst ðə ɹˈɛst ʌv maɪ fɹˈɛndz, ʃˌæl hæv maɪ lˈæst pɹˈɛɹz ænd ɡˈʊd wˈɪʃᵻz. aɪɐm ɐfɹˈeɪd, maɪ dˈɪɹ fɹˈɛnd, wiːʃˌɐl nˈɛvɚ sˈiː wˈʌn ɐnˈʌðɚ mˈɔːɹ ɪn ðɪs wˈɜːld.