text_original: By Ingulf * it is a strange thing that two bishops should protect me, — one in my cradle, the other at my tomb. Bishop, you are an old <ooL"* " My son, do you believe in God
text_transcription: BY INGOLF IT IS A STRANGE THING THAT TWO BISHOPS SHOULD PROTECT ME ONE IN MY CRADLE THE OTHER AND MY TOMB BISHOP YOU ARE AN OLD FOOL MY SON DO YOU BELIEVE IN GOD
phonemes: baɪ ɪŋɡˈʌlf ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk ɪɾ ɪz ɐ stɹˈeɪndʒ θˈɪŋ ðæt tˈuː bˈɪʃəps ʃˌʊd pɹətˈɛkt mˌiː, — wˈʌn ɪn maɪ kɹˈeɪdəl, ðɪ ˈʌðɚɹ æt maɪ tˈuːm. bˈɪʃəp, juː ɑːɹ ɐn ˈoʊld ˈuː ˈɛl"ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk " maɪ sˈʌn, dˈuː juː bᵻlˈiːv ɪn ɡˈɑːd