text_original: Do not turn away your head, dear friend, dear Ordener. You are so noble and so young to mount the scaffold. Think ! you might live with her in some gay city where you would lose all memory of this fatal dungeon ; your days would flow by peacefully, without a thought of me.
text_transcription: DO NOT TURN AWAY YOUR HEAD DEAR FRIEND DEAR ORDNA YOU ARE SO NOBLE AND SO YOUNG TO MOUNT THE SCAFFOLD THINK YOU MIGHT LIVE WITH HER IN SOME GAY CITY WHERE YOU WOULD LOSE ALL MEMORY OF THIS FATAL DUNGEON YOUR DAYS WOULD FLOW BY PEACEFULLY WITHOUT A THOUGHT OF ME
phonemes: duːnˌɑːt tˈɜːn ɐwˈeɪ jʊɹ hˈɛd, dˈɪɹ fɹˈɛnd, dˈɪɹ ˈɔːɹdənɚ. juː ɑːɹ sˌoʊ nˈoʊbəl ænd sˌoʊ jˈʌŋ tə mˈaʊnt ðə skˈæfoʊld. θˈɪŋk ! juː mˌaɪt lˈɪv wɪð hɜːɹ ɪn sˌʌm ɡˈeɪ sˈɪɾi wˌɛɹ juː wʊd lˈuːz ˈɔːl mˈɛmɚɹi ʌv ðɪs fˈeɪɾəl dˈʌndʒən ; jʊɹ dˈeɪz wʊd flˈoʊ baɪ pˈiːsfəli, wɪðˌaʊt ɐ θˈɔːt ʌv mˌiː.