wˌɛn ɪt wʌz fˈɪnɪʃt, ɐ mˈʌŋk ʌvðə kəmjˈuːnᵻɾi ɹˈoʊt, "ðə fəsˈɑːd, nˈaʊ kəmplˈiːt ænd pˈɜːfɛkt, ʃˈaɪnɚɹ ʌv sˈʌtʃ ɐ bjˈuːɾi sˌoʊ ðˌɐɾɪt tˈɜːnz ɪn ɪtsˈɛlf ðə lˈaɪt ʌvðɪ ˈaɪz ʌv ˈɔːl ðoʊz hˌuː wˈɔːk ɔːɹ sˈeɪl bˈaɪ".
When it was finished, a monk of the community wrote, "The facade, now complete and perfect, shiner of such a beauty so that it turns in itself the light of the eyes of all those who walk or sail by".