ðə fˈoʊlz ˈæskt hˌɪm tə wˈiːld ðə sˈoːɹd, wˌɪtʃ hiː kʊd nˈɑːt, ʌntˈɪl hiː hæd dɹˈʌŋk θɹˈiː tˈaɪmz fɹʌmðə pˈɪtʃɚ.
The foals asked him to wield the sword, which he could not, until he had drunk three times from the pitcher.