text_original: More than that, at this mo  ment of poignant anguish, we must needs crave mercy from our own brains; all the sources of intellectual life threaten to give way; we feel ourselves on the point of yielding to the sublime folly of Pascal.
text_transcription: MORE THAN THAT AT THIS MOMENT OF POIGNANT ANGUISH WE MUST NEEDS CRAVE MERCY FROM OUR OWN BRAINS ALL THE SOURCES OF INTELLECTUAL LIFE THREATEN TO GIVE WAY WE FEEL OURSELVES ON THE POINT OF YIELDING TO THE SUBLIME FOLLY OF PASCAL
phonemes: mˈɔːɹ ðɐn ðˈæt, æt ðɪs mˈoʊ mˈɛnt ʌv pˈɔɪnjənt ˈæŋɡwɪʃ, wiː mˈʌst nˈiːdz kɹˈeɪv mˈɜːsi fɹʌm ˌaʊɚɹ ˈoʊn bɹˈeɪnz; ˈɔːl ðə sˈɔːɹsᵻz ʌv ˌɪntəlˈɛktʃuːəl lˈaɪf θɹˈɛʔn̩ tə ɡˈɪv wˈeɪ; wiː fˈiːl aʊɚsˈɛlvz ɔnðə pˈɔɪnt ʌv jˈiːldɪŋ tə ðə sʌblˈaɪm fˈɑːli ʌv pˈæskəl.