text_original: This letter has so strangely agitated me that I know not what I say ; but this I feel and know, that if yon value my existence you will comply with my reqoisition [that is, to find her a situation in Ireland where she, Everina, then was], for I am positive I will never torture our amiable friend in Charlotte Street. Is not this a good spring, my dear girl
text_transcription: THIS LETTER HAS SO STRANGELY AGITATED ME THAT I KNOW NOT WHAT I SAY BUT THIS I FEEL AND KNOW THAT IF YOU VALUE MY EXISTENCE YOU WILL COMPLY WITH MY REQUISITION THAT IS TO FIND HER A SITUATION IN IRELAND WHERE SHE EVERINER THAN WAS FOR I AM POSITIVE I WILL NEVER TORTURE OUR AMIABLE FRIEND IN CHARLOTTE STREET IS NOT THIS A GOOD SPRING MY DEAR GIRL
phonemes: ðɪs lˈɛɾɚ hɐz sˌoʊ stɹˈeɪndʒli ˈædʒᵻtˌeɪɾᵻd mˌiː ðæt aɪ nˈoʊ nˌɑːt wʌt aɪ sˈeɪ ; bˌʌt ðɪs aɪ fˈiːl ænd nˈoʊ, ðæt ɪf jˈɑːn vˈæljuː maɪ ɛɡzˈɪstəns juː wɪl kəmplˈaɪ wɪð maɪ ɹᵻkɔɪsˈɪʃən [ðæt ˈɪz, tə fˈaɪnd hɜːɹ ɐ sˌɪtʃuːˈeɪʃən ɪn ˈaɪɚlənd wˈɛɹ ʃiː, ˌɛvɚɹˈiːnə, ðˈɛn wʌz], fɔːɹ aɪɐm pˈɑːzᵻtˌɪv aɪ wɪl nˈɛvɚ tˈɔːɹtʃɚɹ ˌaʊɚɹ ˈeɪmiəbəl fɹˈɛnd ɪn ʃˈɑːɹlət stɹˈiːt. ɪz nˌɑːt ðɪs ɐ ɡˈʊd spɹˈɪŋ, maɪ dˈɪɹ ɡˈɜːl