text_original: His work was done, his prize was won, The holy Monk was gone, To join the virgin song notes, Before th' Eternal Throne. * * * * * The boy, so beautiful and pure, Grew up to manhood's bloom, And ofttimes visited for prayer The Blessed Cadfan's Tomb.
text_transcription: HIS WORK WAS DONE HIS PRIZE WAS WON THE HOLY MONK WAS GONE TO JOIN THE VIRGIN SONG NOTES BEFORE THE ETERNAL THRONE THE BOYS SO BEAUTIFUL AND PURE GREW UP TO MANHOOD'S BLOOM AND OFTTIMES VISITED FOR PRAYER THE BLESSED CATTIN'S TOMB
phonemes: hɪz wˈɜːk wʌz dˈʌn, hɪz pɹˈaɪz wʌz wˈʌn, ðə hˈoʊli mˈʌŋk wʌz ɡˈɔn, tə dʒˈɔɪn ðə vˈɜːdʒɪn sˈɔŋ nˈoʊts, bᵻfˌɔːɹ tˌiːˈeɪtʃ ɪtˈɜːnəl θɹˈoʊn. ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk ðə bˈɔɪ, sˌoʊ bjˈuːɾifəl ænd pjˈʊɹ, ɡɹˈuː ˌʌp tə mˈænhʊdz blˈuːm, ænd ˈɔfttaɪmz vˈɪzɪɾᵻd fɔːɹ pɹˈɛɹ ðə blˈɛst kˈædfənz tˈuːm.