text_original: Fired with the great idea, our Fathers' shades would rise, To view the stern contention, the gods desert their skies; And Wolfe, 'midst hosts of heroes, superior bending down, Cry out with eager transport, God save great Washington!
text_transcription: FIRED WITH A GREAT IDEA OUR FATHER'S SHADES WOULD RISE TO VIEW THE STERN CONTENTION THE GODS DESERT THEIR SKIES AND WOLFE MIDST HOSTS OF HEROES SUPERIOR BENDING DOWN CRY OUT WITH EAGER TRANSPORT GOD SAVE GREAT WASHINGTON
phonemes: fˈaɪɚd wɪððə ɡɹˈeɪt aɪdˈiə, ˌaʊɚ fˈɑːðɚz ʃˈeɪdz wʊd ɹˈaɪz, tə vjˈuː ðə stˈɜːn kəntˈɛnʃən, ðə ɡˈɑːdz dˈɛzɚt ðɛɹ skˈaɪz; ænd wˈʊlf, mˈɪdst hˈoʊsts ʌv hˈiəɹoʊz, suːpˈiəɹɪɚ bˈɛndɪŋ dˈaʊn, kɹˈaɪ ˈaʊt wɪð ˈiːɡɚ tɹˈænspɔːɹt, ɡˈɑːd sˈeɪv ɡɹˈeɪt wˈɑːʃɪŋtən!