text_original: On June 26, 1522, just as the knights and in  habitants were celebrating the Octave of the Feast of St. John by a grand procession, a cry arose from one of the outposts on a lofty hill that the Turkish fleet was in sight.
text_transcription: ON JUNE TWENTY SIXTH FIFTEEN TWENTY TWO JUST AS THE KNIGHTS AND INHABITANTS WERE CELEBRATING THE OCTAVE OF THE FEAST OF SAINT JOHN BY A GRAND PROCESSION A CRY AROSE FROM ONE OF THE OUTPOSTS ON A LOFTY HILL THAT THE TURKISH FLEET WAS IN SIGHT
phonemes: ˌɔn dʒˈuːn twˈɛnti sˈɪks, wˈʌn θˈaʊzənd fˈaɪvhˈʌndɹɪd twˈɛnti tˈuː, dʒˈʌst æz ðə nˈaɪts ænd ɪn hˈæbɪtənts wɜː sˈɛləbɹˌeɪɾɪŋ ðɪ ˈɑːktɪv ʌvðə fˈiːst ʌv sənt. dʒˈɑːn baɪ ɐ ɡɹˈænd pɹəsˈɛʃən, ɐ kɹˈaɪ ɚɹˈoʊz fɹʌm wˈʌn ʌvðɪ ˈaʊtpoʊsts ˌɔn ɐ lˈɔfti hˈɪl ðætðə tˈɜːkɪʃ flˈiːt wʌz ɪn sˈaɪt.