text_original: Still deaf to mild entreaties, still blind to England's good, You have for thirty pieces betrayed your country's blood. Like Esop's greedy cur you'll gain a shadow for your bone, Yet find us fearful shades indeed inspired by Washington.
text_transcription: STILL DEAF TO MILD ENTREATIES STILL BLIND TO ENGLAND'S GOOD YOU HAVE FOR THIRTY PIECES BETRAYED YOUR COUNTRY'S BLOOD LIKE ESSOP'S GREEDY CUR YOU'LL GAIN A SHADOW FOR YOUR BONE YET FIND US FEARFUL SHADES INDEED INSPIRED BY WASHINGTON
phonemes: stˈɪl dˈɛf tə mˈaɪld ɛntɹˈiːɾiz, stˈɪl blˈaɪnd tʊ ˈɪŋɡləndz ɡˈʊd, juː hæv fɔːɹ θˈɜːɾi pˈiːsᵻz bᵻtɹˈeɪd jʊɹ kˈʌntɹiz blˈʌd. lˈaɪk ˈɛsəps ɡɹˈiːdi kˈɜː juːl ɡˈeɪn ɐ ʃˈædoʊ fɔːɹ jʊɹ bˈoʊn, jˈɛt fˈaɪnd ˌʌs fˈɪɹfəl ʃˈeɪdz ˌɪndˈiːd ɪnspˈaɪɚd baɪ wˈɑːʃɪŋtən.