text_original: When she came to herself and stood up, Sir Lancelot prayed her to be of good cheer, for if she had come to comfort him she was right welcome, and that his wound would soon heal. "But I marvel," said he, "how you know my name."
text_transcription: WHEN SHE CAME TO HERSELF AND STOOD UP SIR LAUNCELOT PRAYED HER TO BE OF GOOD CHEER FOR IF SHE HAD COME TO COMFORT HIM SHE WAS RIGHT WELCOME AND THAT HIS WOUND WOULD SOON HEAL BUT I MARVEL SAID HE HOW YOU KNOW MY NAME
phonemes: wˌɛn ʃiː kˈeɪm tə hɜːsˈɛlf ænd stˈʊd ˈʌp, sˌɜː lˈænsɪlˌɑːt pɹˈeɪd hɜː təbi ʌv ɡˈʊd tʃˈɪɹ, fɔːɹ ɪf ʃiː hæd kˈʌm tə kˈʌmfɚt hˌɪm ʃiː wʌz ɹˈaɪt wˈɛlkʌm, ænd ðæt hɪz wˈuːnd wʊd sˈuːn hˈiːl. "bˌʌt aɪ mˈɑːɹvəl," sˈɛd hiː, "hˌaʊ juː nˈoʊ maɪ nˈeɪm."