text_original: Pressing her to my bosom, she looked so like you (entre nous, your best looks, for I do not admire your conmiercial face), every nerve seemed to vibrate to her touch, and I began to think that there was something in the assertion of man and wife being one, for you seemed to pervade my whole frame, quickening the beat of my heart, and lending me the sympathetic tears you excited.
text_transcription: PRESSING HER TO MY BOSOM SHE LOOKED SO LIKE YOU ENTRE NOUS YOUR BEST LOOKS FOR I DO NOT ADMIRE YOUR COMMERCIAL FACE EVERY NERVE SEEMED TO VIBRATE TO HER TOUCH AND I BEGAN TO THINK THAT THERE WAS SOMETHING IN THE ASSERTION OF MAN AND WIFE BEING ONE FOR YOU SEEMED TO PERVADE MY WHOLE FRAME QUICKENING THE BEAT OF MY HEART AND LENDING ME THE SYMPATHETIC TEARS YOU EXCITED
phonemes: pɹˈɛsɪŋ hɜː tə maɪ bˈʊzəm, ʃiː lˈʊkt sˌoʊ lˈaɪk juː (ɛntɹˈɛ nˈuːz, jʊɹ bˈɛst lˈʊks, fɔːɹ aɪ duːnˌɑːt ɐdmˈaɪɚ jʊɹ kˈɑːnmɪɹʃəl fˈeɪs), ˈɛvɹi nˈɜːv sˈiːmd tə vˈaɪbɹeɪt tə hɜː tˈʌtʃ, ænd aɪ bɪɡˈæn tə θˈɪŋk ðæt ðɛɹwˌʌz sˈʌmθɪŋ ɪnðɪ ɐsˈɜːʃən ʌv mˈæn ænd wˈaɪf bˈiːɪŋ wˌʌn, fɔːɹ juː sˈiːmd tə pɚvˈeɪd maɪ hˈoʊl fɹˈeɪm, kwˈɪkənɪŋ ðə bˈiːt ʌv maɪ hˈɑːɹt, ænd lˈɛndɪŋ mˌiː ðə sˌɪmpəθˈɛɾɪk tˈɪɹz juː ɛksˈaɪɾᵻd.