text_original: But soon they rose up again and began the fight afresh, and they fought till the place was red with their blood, and they had each seven great wounds. "What Knight are you?" asked Balin le Savage, pausing for breath, "for never before have I found any Knight to match me."
text_transcription: BUT SOON THEY ROSE UP AGAIN AND BEGAN THE FIGHT AFRESH AND THEY FOUGHT UNTIL THE PLACE WAS RED WITH THEIR BLOOD AND THEY HAD EACH SEVEN GREAT WOUNDS WHAT KNIGHT ARE YOU ASKED BALIN THE SAVAGE PAUSING FOR BREATH FOR NEVER BEFORE HAVE I FOUND ANY KNIGHT TO MATCH ME
phonemes: bˌʌt sˈuːn ðeɪ ɹˈoʊz ˌʌp ɐɡˈɛn ænd bɪɡˈæn ðə fˈaɪt ɐfɹˈɛʃ, ænd ðeɪ fˈɔːt tˈɪl ðə plˈeɪs wʌz ɹˈɛd wɪð ðɛɹ blˈʌd, ænd ðeɪ hæd ˈiːtʃ sˈɛvən ɡɹˈeɪt wˈuːndz. "wˌʌt nˈaɪt ɑːɹ juː?" ˈæskt bˈeɪlɪn lə sˈævɪdʒ, pˈɔːzɪŋ fɔːɹ bɹˈɛθ, "fɔːɹ nˈɛvɚ bᵻfˌɔːɹ hæv aɪ fˈaʊnd ˌɛni nˈaɪt tə mˈætʃ mˌiː."