text_original: "Moreover, that young champion who had first stood up in the hall rode with us still, when the others had turned back; and I soon saw of him that he found it hard to keep his eyes off me; and that also saw my lord, and it was a near thing that they did not draw sword thereover: yet was that knight no evil man, but good and true, and I was exceedingly sorry for him; but I could not help him in the only way he would take help of me.
text_transcription: MOREOVER THAT YOUNG CHAMPION WHO HAD FIRST STOOD UP IN THE HALL RODE WITH A STILL WHEN THE OTHERS HAD TURNED BACK AND I SOON SAW OF HIM THAT HE FOUND IT HARD TO KEEP HIS EYES OFF ME AND THAT ALSO SAW MY LORD AND IT WAS A NEAR THING THAT THEY DID NOT DRAW SWORD THEREOVER YET WAS THAT KNIGHT NO EVIL MAN BUT GOOD AND TRUE AND I WAS EXCEEDINGLY SORRY FOR HIM BUT I COULD NOT HELP HIM IN THE ONLY WAY HE WOULD TAKE HELP OF ME
phonemes: "mɔːɹˈoʊvɚ, ðæt jˈʌŋ tʃˈæmpiən hˌuː hæd fˈɜːst stˈʊd ˌʌp ɪnðə hˈɔːl ɹˈoʊd wɪð ˌʌs stˈɪl, wˌɛn ðɪ ˈʌðɚz hæd tˈɜːnd bˈæk; ænd aɪ sˈuːn sˈɔː ʌv hˌɪm ðæt hiː fˈaʊnd ɪt hˈɑːɹd tə kˈiːp hɪz ˈaɪz ˈɔf mˌiː; ænd ðæt ˈɔːlsoʊ sˈɔː maɪ lˈɔːɹd, ænd ɪt wʌzɐ nˌɪɹ θˈɪŋ ðæt ðeɪ dɪdnˌɑːt dɹˈɔː sˈɔːɹd ðɛɹˈoʊvɚ: jˈɛt wʌz ðæt nˈaɪt nˈoʊ ˈiːvəl mˈæn, bˌʌt ɡˈʊd ænd tɹˈuː, ænd aɪ wʌz ɛksˈiːdɪŋli sˈɑːɹi fɔːɹ hˌɪm; bˌʌt aɪ kʊd nˌɑːt hˈɛlp hˌɪm ɪnðɪ ˈoʊnli wˈeɪ hiː wʊd tˈeɪk hˈɛlp ʌv mˌiː.