text_original: *' What I think let this same show you," answered fiery Enguerrand, And he poised his lofty battle axe with sure and steady hand ; " Now as heaven loveth justice, may this deathly weapon fall On the murderer of my brothers and th' undoer of us all
text_transcription: WHAT I THINK LET THIS SAME SHOW YOU ANSWERED FIERY ANGER AND HE POISED HIS LOFTY BATTLE AXE WITH SURE AND STEADY HAND NOW AS HEAVEN LOVETH JUSTICE MAY THIS DEATHLY WEAPON FALL ON THE MURDERER OF MY BROTHERS AND THE UNDOER OF US ALL
phonemes: ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk wʌt aɪ θˈɪŋk lˈɛt ðɪs sˈeɪm ʃˈoʊ juː," ˈænsɚd fˈaɪɚɹi ɛŋɡˈɛɹænd, ænd hiː pˈɔɪzd hɪz lˈɔfti bˈæɾəl ˈæks wɪð ʃˈʊɹ ænd stˈɛdi hˈænd ; " nˈaʊ æz hˈɛvən lˈʌvəθ dʒˈʌstɪs, mˈeɪ ðɪs dˈɛθli wˈɛpən fˈɔːl ɔnðə mˈɜːdɚɹɚɹ ʌv maɪ bɹˈʌðɚz ænd tˌiːˈeɪtʃ ʌndˈuːɚɹ ʌv ˌʌs ˈɔːl