text_original: We can hold her, we can shield her," leaped like fire from off the wall. And young Enguerrand the valiant, sprang out be  fore them all. "And if breezes bring dishonor, we will guard her from their breath. Though we yield her to the keeping of the sacred arms of Death."
text_transcription: WE CAN HOLD HER WE CAN SHIELD HER LEAPT LIKE FIRE FROM OFF THE WALL AND YOUNG ANGERAND THE VALIANT SPRANG OUT BEFORE THEM ALL AND IF BREEZES BRING DISHONOUR WE WILL GUARD HER FROM THEIR BREATH THOUGH WE YIELD HER TO THE KEEPING OF THE SACRED ARMS OF DEATH
phonemes: wiː kæn hˈoʊld hɜː, wiː kæn ʃˈiːld hɜː," lˈiːpt lˈaɪk fˈaɪɚ fɹʌm ˈɔf ðə wˈɔːl. ænd jˈʌŋ ɛŋɡˈɛɹænd ðə vˈæliənt, spɹˈæŋ ˈaʊt biː fˈɔːɹ ðˌɛm ˈɔːl. "ænd ɪf bɹˈiːzᵻz bɹˈɪŋ dɪsˈɑːnɚ, wiː wɪl ɡˈɑːɹd hɜː fɹʌm ðɛɹ bɹˈɛθ. ðˌoʊ wiː jˈiːld hɜː tə ðə kˈiːpɪŋ ʌvðə sˈeɪkɹɪd ˈɑːɹmz ʌv dˈɛθ."