text_original: About to attack a brigand dreaded by an entire province, it might be a monster, a very demon, it was not that frightful image which filled his fancy; he saw only the figure of the sweet captive maid, praying perhaps for him before her prison altar.
text_transcription: ABOUT TO ATTACK A BRIGAND DREADED BY AN ENTIRE PROVINCE IT MIGHT BE A MONSTER A VERY DEMON IT WAS NOT THAT FRIGHTFUL IMAGE WHICH FILLED HIS FANCY HE SAW ONLY THE FIGURE OF THE SWEET CAPTIVE MAID PRAYING PERHAPS FOR HIM BEFORE HER PRISON ALTAR
phonemes: ɐbˌaʊt tʊ ɐtˈæk ɐ bɹˈɪɡænd dɹˈɛdᵻd baɪ ɐn ɛntˈaɪɚ pɹˈɑːvɪns, ɪt mˌaɪt biː ɐ mˈɔnstɚ, ɐ vˈɛɹi dˈiːmən, ɪt wʌz nˌɑːt ðæt fɹˈaɪtfəl ˈɪmɪdʒ wˌɪtʃ fˈɪld hɪz fˈænsi; hiː sˈɔː ˈoʊnli ðə fˈɪɡjɚɹ ʌvðə swˈiːt kˈæptɪv mˈeɪd, pɹˈeɪɪŋ pɚhˈæps fɔːɹ hˌɪm bᵻfˌɔːɹ hɜː pɹˈɪzən ˈɔltɚ.