text_original: Then the vision paled and vanished; Gondoforus straightway sped To the captive, who awaiting, Bowed in prayer his aged head. Gondoforus knelt before him; Then the holy Thomas spoke, As he raised the humble warrior Crushed beneath the vision's stroke   "Knowest not, O King, the mansions That endure, are reared on high? Builded there, for us, in Heaven By our faith and charity."
text_transcription: THEN THE VISION PALED AND VANISHED GONDIFORRUS STRAIGHTWAY SPED TO THE CAPTIVE WHO AWAITING BOWED IN PRAYER HIS AGED HEAD GONDIFORRUS KNELT BEFORE HIM THEN THE HOLY THOMAS SPOKE AS HE RAISED THE HUMBLE WARRIOR CRUSHED BENEATH THE VISION'S STROKE KNOWEST NOT O KING THE MANSIONS THAT ENDURE ARE REARED ON HIGH BUILD IT THERE FOR US IN HEAVEN BY OUR FAITH AND CHARITY
phonemes: ðˈɛn ðə vˈɪʒən pˈeɪld ænd vˈænɪʃt; ɡˈɑːndəfˌɔːɹəs stɹˈeɪtweɪ spˈɛd tə ðə kˈæptɪv, hˌuː ɐwˈeɪɾɪŋ, bˈaʊd ɪn pɹˈɛɹ hɪz ˈeɪdʒd hˈɛd. ɡˈɑːndəfˌɔːɹəs nˈɛlt bᵻfˈɔːɹ hˌɪm; ðˈɛn ðə hˈoʊli tˈɑːməs spˈoʊk, æz hiː ɹˈeɪzd ðə hˈʌmbəl wˈɔːɹɪɚ kɹˈʌʃt bᵻnˌiːθ ðə vˈɪʒənz stɹˈoʊk   "nˈoʊɪst nˈɑːt, ˈoʊ kˈɪŋ, ðə mˈænʃənz ðæt ɛndˈʊɹ, ɑːɹ ɹˈɪɹd ˌɔn hˈaɪ? bˈɪldᵻd ðˈɛɹ, fɔːɹ ˌʌs, ɪn hˈɛvən baɪ ˌaʊɚ fˈeɪθ ænd tʃˈæɹᵻɾi."