text_original: The first time I knelt there after I was known, he said: " Ah, you are such a great lady, and do not mind a poor soldier laying his arm over you !" "Christ, the great Captain of our Salvation," I re  plied, " gathers you in his arms and pillows your head u]Don his bosom. Am I greater than he?
text_transcription: THE FIRST TIME I KNELT THERE AFTER I WAS KNOWN HE SAID AH YOU ARE SUCH A GREAT LADY AND DO NOT MIND A POOR SOLDIER LAYING HIS ARM OVER YOU CHRIST THE GREAT CAPTAIN OF OUR SALVATION I REPLIED GATHERS YOU IN HIS ARMS AND PILLOWS YOUR HEAD UPON HIS BOSOM AM I GREATER THAN HE
phonemes: ðə fˈɜːst tˈaɪm aɪ nˈɛlt ðɛɹ ˈæftɚɹ aɪ wʌz nˈoʊn, hiː sˈɛd: " ˈɑː, juː ɑːɹ sˈʌtʃ ɐ ɡɹˈeɪt lˈeɪdi, ænd duːnˌɑːt mˈaɪnd ɐ pˈʊɹ sˈoʊldʒɚ lˈeɪɪŋ hɪz ˈɑːɹm ˈoʊvɚ juː !" "kɹˈaɪst, ðə ɡɹˈeɪt kˈæptɪn ʌv ˌaʊɚ sælvˈeɪʃən," aɪ ɹˌiː plˈaɪd, " ɡˈæðɚz juː ɪn hɪz ˈɑːɹmz ænd pˈɪloʊz jʊɹ hˈɛd jˈuː]dˈɑːn hɪz bˈʊzəm. æm aɪ ɡɹˈeɪɾɚ ðɐn hiː?