text_original: Bursts forth insurrection, at sight of its own blood (for there were deaths by that sputter of fire), into endless rolling explosion of musketry, distraction, execration;—and overhead, from the Fortress, let one great gun, with its grape shot, go booming, to shew what we _could_ do.
text_transcription: BURST FORTH INSURRECTION AT SIGHT OF ITS OWN BLOOD FOR THERE WERE DEATHS BY THAT SPUTTER OF FIRE INTO ENDLESS ROLLING EXPLOSION OF MUSKETRY DISTRACTION EXECRATION AND OVERHEAD FROM THE FORTRESS LET ONE GREAT GUN WITH ITS GRAPE SHOT GO BOOMING TO SHOW WHAT WE COULD DO
phonemes: bˈɜːsts fˈɔːɹθ ɪnsɚɹˈɛkʃən, æt sˈaɪt ʌv ɪts ˈoʊn blˈʌd (fɔːɹ ðɛɹwˌɜː dˈɛθs baɪ ðæt spˈʌɾɚɹ ʌv fˈaɪɚ), ˌɪntʊ ˈɛndləs ɹˈoʊlɪŋ ɛksplˈoʊʒən ʌv mˈʌskɪtɹi, dɪstɹˈækʃən, ˌɛksɪkɹˈeɪʃən;—ænd ˌoʊvɚhˈɛd, fɹʌmðə fˈɔːɹtɹəs, lˈɛt wˈʌn ɡɹˈeɪt ɡˈʌn, wɪð ɪts ɡɹˈeɪp ʃˈɑːt, ɡˌoʊ bˈuːmɪŋ, tə ʃˈoʊ wʌt wiː kʊd dˈuː.