text_original: But when we came in sight of the fort across the clearings the gates were closed. There was nothing to do but cower in the thicket, listening while the battle went on afar, Polly Ann trying to still the cries of the child, lest they should bring death upon us.
text_transcription: BUT WHEN WE CAME IN SIGHT OF THE FORD ACROSS THE CLEARINGS THE GATES WERE CLOSED THERE WAS NOTHING TO DO BUT COWER IN THE THICKET LISTENING WHILE THE BATTLE WENT ON AFAR POLLY ANNE TRYING TO STILL THE CRIES OF THE CHILD LEST THEY SHOULD BRING DEATH UPON US
phonemes: bˌʌt wɛn wiː kˈeɪm ɪn sˈaɪt ʌvðə fˈɔːɹt əkɹˌɑːs ðə klˈɪɹɪŋz ðə ɡˈeɪts wɜː klˈoʊzd. ðɛɹwˌʌz nˈʌθɪŋ tə dˈuː bˌʌt kˈaʊɚɹ ɪnðə θˈɪkɪt, lˈɪsənɪŋ wˌaɪl ðə bˈæɾəl wɛnt ˌɔn ɐfˈɑːɹ, pˈɑːli ˈæn tɹˈaɪɪŋ tə stˈɪl ðə kɹˈaɪz ʌvðə tʃˈaɪld, lˈɛst ðeɪ ʃˌʊd bɹˈɪŋ dˈɛθ əpˌɑːn ˌʌs.