text_original: I write to you, my dear George, lest my silence should make yon imeasy ; yet what have I to say that wiU not have the same efiFeot ? Things do not go well with me, and my spirits seem for ever flown.
text_transcription: I WRITE TO YOU MY DEAR GEORGE LEST MY SILENCE SHOULD MAKE YOU UNEASY YET WHAT AM I TO SAY THAT WILL NOT HAVE THE SAME EFFECT THINGS DO NOT GO WELL WITH ME AND MY SPIRITS SEEM FOREVER FLOWN
phonemes: aɪ ɹˈaɪt tə juː, maɪ dˈɪɹ dʒˈɔːɹdʒ, lˈɛst maɪ sˈaɪləns ʃˌʊd mˌeɪk jˈɑːn ɪmˈiːzi ; jˈɛt wʌt hæv aɪ tə sˈeɪ ðæt wˈaɪ jˈuː nˌɑːɾɐv ðə sˈeɪm ˌiːˌɛfˈaɪ fˈiːt ? θˈɪŋz duːnˌɑːt ɡˌoʊ wˈɛl wɪð mˌiː, ænd maɪ spˈɪɹɪts sˈiːm fɔːɹ ˈɛvɚ flˈoʊn.