text_original: I grieve over your doom, for there is no man living that can rival you for courage and bold deeds." "I repent," answered Balin, "ever having come into this country, but for very shame I must go on. Whatever befalls me, either for life or death, I am ready to take it." Then he examined his armour, and saw that it was whole, and mounted his horse.
text_transcription: I GRIEVE OVER YOUR DOOM FOR THERE IS NO MAN LIVING THAT CAN RIVAL YOU FOR COURAGE AND BOLD DEEDS I REPENT ANSWERED BALIN FOR EVER COMING INTO THIS COUNTRY BUT FOR THE VERY SHAME I MUST GO ON WHATEVER BEFALLS ME EITHER LIFE OR DEATH I AM READY TO TAKE IT THEN HE EXAMINED HIS ARMOUR AND SAW THAT IT WAS WHOLE AND MOUNTED HIS HORSE
phonemes: aɪ ɡɹˈiːv ˌoʊvɚ jʊɹ dˈuːm, fɔːɹ ðɛɹ ɪz nˈoʊ mˈæn lˈɪvɪŋ ðæt kæn ɹˈaɪvəl juː fɔːɹ kˈɜːɹɪdʒ ænd bˈoʊld dˈiːdz." "aɪ ɹᵻpˈɛnt," ˈænsɚd bˈeɪlɪn, "ˈɛvɚ hˌævɪŋ kˈʌm ˌɪntʊ ðɪs kˈʌntɹi, bˌʌt fɔːɹ vˈɛɹi ʃˈeɪm aɪ mˈʌst ɡˌoʊ ˈɔn. wʌtˈɛvɚ bᵻfˈɔːlz mˌiː, ˈiːðɚ fɔːɹ lˈaɪf ɔːɹ dˈɛθ, aɪɐm ɹˈɛdi tə tˈeɪk ɪt." ðˈɛn hiː ɛɡzˈæmɪnd hɪz ˈɑːɹmɚ, ænd sˈɔː ðˌɐɾɪt wʌz hˈoʊl, ænd mˈaʊntᵻd hɪz hˈɔːɹs.