text_original: Hardly had his foot touched the top of the wall, when his eye turned to the southern sky, and he thrilled with unspeakable rapture as he saw beyond and between two small mountains a point of light gleaming upon the horizon like a red star. It was Munkholm beacon. Xone but those who have tasted the truest joys which life can give can understand the young man's happiness. His soul was filled with delight ; his heart beat violently. Motionless, his eye fixed, he gazed at the star of hope and consolation.
text_transcription: HARDLY HAD HIS FOOT TOUCHED THE TOP OF THE WALL WHEN HIS EYE TURNED TO THE SOUTHERN SKY AND HE THRILLED WITH UNSPEAKABLE RAPTURE AS HE SAW BEYOND IT BETWEEN TWO SMALL MOUNTAINS A POINT OF LIGHT GLEAMING UPON THE HORIZON LIKE A RED STAR IT WAS MUNG KOMBEACON NONE BUT THOSE WHO HAVE TASTED THE TRUEST JOYS WHICH LIFE CAN GIVE CAN UNDERSTAND THE YOUNG MAN'S HAPPINESS HIS SOUL WAS FILLED WITH DELIGHT HIS HEART BEAT VIOLENTLY MOTIONLESS HIS EYE FIXED HE GAZED AT THE STAR OF HOPE AND CONSOLATION
phonemes: hˈɑːɹdli hæd hɪz fˈʊt tˈʌtʃt ðə tˈɑːp ʌvðə wˈɔːl, wˌɛn hɪz ˈaɪ tˈɜːnd tə ðə sˈʌðɚn skˈaɪ, ænd hiː θɹˈɪld wɪð ʌnspˈiːkəbəl ɹˈæptʃɚɹ æz hiː sˈɔː bᵻjˌɔnd ænd bᵻtwˌiːn tˈuː smˈɔːl mˈaʊntɪnz ɐ pˈɔɪnt ʌv lˈaɪt ɡlˈiːmɪŋ əpˌɑːn ðə hɚɹˈaɪzən lˈaɪk ɐ ɹˈɛd stˈɑːɹ. ɪt wʌz mˈʌŋkhoʊm bˈiːkən. zˈoʊn bˌʌt ðoʊz hˌuː hæv tˈeɪstᵻd ðə tɹˈuːəst dʒˈɔɪz wˌɪtʃ lˈaɪf kæn ɡˈɪv kæn ˌʌndɚstˈænd ðə jˈʌŋ mˈænz hˈæpɪnəs. hɪz sˈoʊl wʌz fˈɪld wɪð dᵻlˈaɪt ; hɪz hˈɑːɹt bˈiːt vˈaɪələntli. mˈoʊʃənləs, hɪz ˈaɪ fˈɪkst, hiː ɡˈeɪzd æt ðə stˈɑːɹ ʌv hˈoʊp ænd kɑːnsəlˈeɪʃən.