text_original: They, too — Swift and Stella — ^seem driven by the pitiless wind of fate ; they have fallen upon evil days; they are greatly gifted, noble, greatly unhappy; they are sustained by their strange, exquisite friendship, by the community of genius, by a tender affection which was out of tune with the time and with their troubled lives. So long as Stella lived Swift was never alone. When she died he was alone till the end.
text_transcription: THEY TOO SWIFT AND STELLA SEEM DRIVEN BY THE PITILESS WIND OF FATE THEY HAVE FALLEN UPON EVIL DAYS THEY ARE GREATLY GIFTED NOBLE GREATLY UNHAPPY THEY ARE SUSTAINED BY THEIR STRANGE EXQUISITE FRIENDSHIP BY THE COMMUNITY OF GENIUS BY A TENDER AFFECTION WHICH WAS OUT OF TUNE WITH THE TIME AND WITH THEIR TROUBLED LIVES SO LONG AS STELLA LIVED SWIFT WAS NEVER ALONE WHEN SHE DIED HE WAS ALONE TILL THE END
phonemes: ðeɪ, tˈuː — swˈɪft ænd stˈɛlə — sˈiːm dɹˈɪvən baɪ ðə pˈɪɾiləs wˈɪnd ʌv fˈeɪt ; ðeɪ hæv fˈɔːlən əpˌɑːn ˈiːvəl dˈeɪz; ðeɪ ɑːɹ ɡɹˈeɪtli ɡˈɪftᵻd, nˈoʊbəl, ɡɹˈeɪtli ʌnhˈæpi; ðeɪ ɑːɹ səstˈeɪnd baɪ ðɛɹ stɹˈeɪndʒ, ɛkskwˈɪsɪt fɹˈɛndʃɪp, baɪ ðə kəmjˈuːnᵻɾi ʌv dʒˈiːnɪəs, baɪ ɐ tˈɛndɚɹ ɐfˈɛkʃən wˌɪtʃ wʌz ˌaʊɾəv tˈuːn wɪððə tˈaɪm ænd wɪð ðɛɹ tɹˈʌbəld lˈaɪvz. sˌoʊ lˈɔŋ æz stˈɛlə lˈɪvd swˈɪft wʌz nˈɛvɚɹ ɐlˈoʊn. wˌɛn ʃiː dˈaɪd hiː wʌz ɐlˈoʊn tˈɪl ðɪ ˈɛnd.