text_original: "' I must now med  dle with many things which may well make me afraid," so she writes to Brigonnet, craving from the unknown the sympathy, the aid, she could not find in the familiar.
text_transcription: I MUST NOW MEDDLE WITH MANY THINGS WHICH MAY WELL MAKE ME AFRAID SO SHE WRITES TO BELLISSONNEY CRAVING FROM THE UNKNOWN THE SYMPATHY THE AID SHE COULD NOT FIND IN THE FAMILIAR
phonemes: "aɪ mˈʌst nˈaʊ mˈɛd dˌiːˌɛlˈiː wɪð mˈɛni θˈɪŋz wˌɪtʃ mˈeɪ wˈɛl mˌeɪk mˌiː ɐfɹˈeɪd," sˌoʊ ʃiː ɹˈaɪts tə bɹˈɪɡɑːnɪt, kɹˈeɪvɪŋ fɹʌmðɪ ʌnnˈoʊn ðə sˈɪmpəθi, ðɪ ˈeɪd, ʃiː kʊd nˌɑːt fˈaɪnd ɪnðə fəmˈɪlɪɹ.