text_original: There was nothing to comfort men, saving to build a refuge unseen and secure, a land that no rude soldiery could trample under foot, a haven where all were welcome. The same spirit breathed upon clergy and populace.
text_transcription: THERE WAS NOTHING TO COMFORT MEN SAVING TO BUILD A REFUGE UNSEEN AND SECURE A LAND THAT NO RUDE SOLDIERY COULD TRAMPLE UNDER FOOT A HAVEN WHERE ALL WERE WELCOME THE SAME SPIRIT BREATHED UPON CLERGY AND POPULACE
phonemes: ðɛɹwˌʌz nˈʌθɪŋ tə kˈʌmfɚt mˈɛn, sˈeɪvɪŋ tə bˈɪld ɐ ɹˈɛfjuːdʒ ʌnsˈiːn ænd sᵻkjˈʊɹ, ɐ lˈænd ðæt nˈoʊ ɹˈuːd sˈoʊldɪɚɹi kʊd tɹˈæmpəl ˌʌndɚ fˈʊt, ɐ hˈeɪvən wˌɛɹ ˈɔːl wɜː wˈɛlkʌm. ðə sˈeɪm spˈɪɹɪt bɹˈiːðd əpˌɑːn klˈɜːdʒi ænd pˈɑːpjʊləs.