text_original: Alas, poor Admiral! The knell of thy freedom has sounded. Shut thyself in thy house as thou wilt: close thy shutters; make fast thy doors; yea, train the little brass cannon on the Walk: nothing will help.
text_transcription: ALAS POOR ADMIRAL THE KNELL OF THY FREEDOM HAS SOUNDED SHUT THYSELF IN THY HOUSE AS THOU WILT CLOSE THY SHUTTERS MAKE FAST THY DOORS YEA ATTRAIN THE LITTLE BRASS CANNON ON THE WALK NOTHING WILL HELP
phonemes: ɐlˈæs, pˈʊɹ ˈædmɜːɹəl! ðə nˈɛl ʌv ðˌaɪ fɹˈiːdəm hɐz sˈaʊndᵻd. ʃˈʌt ðaɪsˈɛlf ɪn ðˌaɪ hˈaʊs æz ðˈaʊ wˈɪlt: klˈoʊs ðˌaɪ ʃˈʌɾɚz; mˌeɪk fˈæst ðˌaɪ dˈɔːɹz; jˈeɪ, tɹˈeɪn ðə lˈɪɾəl bɹˈæs kˈænən ɔnðə wˈɔːk: nˈʌθɪŋ wɪl hˈɛlp.