text_original: The Queen, beholding Sir Lancelot, wept tears of joy for her deliverance, and felt bowed to the ground with sorrow at the thought of what he had done for her, when she had sent him away with unkind words.
text_transcription: THE QUEEN BEHOLDING SIR LAUNCELOT WEPT TEARS OF JOY FOR HER DELIVERANCE AND FELT BOWED TO THE GROUND WITH SORROW AT THE THOUGHT OF WHAT HE HAD DONE FOR HER WHEN SHE HAD SENT HIM AWAY WITH UNKIND WORDS
phonemes: ðə kwˈiːn, bᵻhˈoʊldɪŋ sˌɜː lˈænsɪlˌɑːt, wˈɛpt tˈɪɹz ʌv dʒˈɔɪ fɔːɹ hɜː dᵻlˈɪvɚɹəns, ænd fˈɛlt bˈaʊd tə ðə ɡɹˈaʊnd wɪð sˈɑːɹoʊ æt ðə θˈɔːt ʌv wʌt hiː hæd dˈʌn fɔːɹ hɜː, wˌɛn ʃiː hæd sˈɛnt hˌɪm ɐwˈeɪ wɪð ʌŋkˈaɪnd wˈɜːdz.