text_original: See thousands are assembled Around the fatal place, To gaze on my approaching, And witness my disgrace. There many sympathising hearts, Who feel another's woe, Even now appears in sorrow, For my sad overthrow.
text_transcription: SEE THOUSANDS ARE ASSEMBLED AROUND THE FATAL PLACE TO GAZE ON MY APPROACHING AND WITNESS MY DISGRACE THERE MANY SYMPATHIZING HEARTS WHO FEEL ANOTHER'S WOE EVEN NOW APPEARS IN SORROW FOR MY SAD OVERTHROW
phonemes: sˈiː θˈaʊzəndz ɑːɹ ɐsˈɛmbəld ɚɹˈaʊnd ðə fˈeɪɾəl plˈeɪs, tə ɡˈeɪz ˌɔn maɪ ɐpɹˈoʊtʃɪŋ, ænd wˈɪtnəs maɪ dɪsɡɹˈeɪs. ðɛɹ mˈɛni sˈɪmpəθˌaɪzɪŋ hˈɑːɹts, hˌuː fˈiːl ɐnˈʌðɚz wˈoʊ, ˈiːvən nˈaʊ ɐpˈɪɹz ɪn sˈɑːɹoʊ, fɔːɹ maɪ sˈæd ˌoʊvɚθɹˈoʊ.