text_original: So triumphantly runs Louisa's journal. But the next entry sobers all that joy: "The ist day of January, 1496, I lost my husband."
text_transcription: SO TRIUMPHANTLY RUNS LOUISE'S JOURNAL BUT THE NEXT ENTRY SOBERS ALL THAT JOY THE FIRST DAY OF JANUARY FOURTEEN NINETY SIX I LOST MY HUSBAND
phonemes: sˌoʊ tɹaɪˈʌmfəntli ɹˈʌnz lˈuːɪsəz dʒˈɜːnəl. bˌʌt ðə nˈɛkst ˈɛntɹi sˈoʊbɚz ˈɔːl ðæt dʒˈɔɪ: "ðɪ ˈɪst dˈeɪ ʌv dʒˈænjuːˌɛɹi, wˈʌn θˈaʊzənd fˈɔːɹhˈʌndɹɪd nˈaɪnti sˈɪks, aɪ lˈɔst maɪ hˈʌsbənd."