text_original: Imagination may, imperfectly, figure how Commandant Besenval, in the Champ de Mars, has worn out these sorrowful hours Insurrection all round; his men melting away!
text_transcription: IMAGINATION MAY IMPERFECTLY FIGURE HOW COMMANDANT BENCIVAL IN THE CHAMPS DE MARS HAS WORN OUT THESE SORROWFUL HOURS INSURRECTION ALL ROUND HIS MEN MELTING AWAY
phonemes: ɪmˌædʒᵻnˈeɪʃən mˈeɪ, ɪmpˈɜːfɛktli, fˈɪɡjɚ hˌaʊ kˈɑːmɐndˌɑːnt bᵻsˈɛnvəl, ɪnðə tʃˈæmp də mˈɑːɹz, hɐz wˈɔːɹn ˈaʊt ðiːz sˈɑːɹoʊfəl ˈaʊɚz ɪnsɚɹˈɛkʃən ˈɔːl ɹˈaʊnd; hɪz mˈɛn mˈɛltɪŋ ɐwˈeɪ!