text_original: For that token in the summer had been from our cabin taken By the robber hands of wrongers of my kin; 'Twas my sister's  for the moment things around me were forsaken; I was blind to fleeing foemen, I was deaf to battle's din.
text_transcription: FOR THAT TOKEN IN THE SUMMER HAD BEEN FROM OUR CABIN TAKEN BY THE ROBBER HANDS OF WRONGERS OF MY KIN TWAS MY SISTERS FOR THE MOMENT THINGS AROUND ME WERE FORSAKEN I WAS BLIND TO FLEEING FOEMEN I WAS DEAF TO BATTLES DIN
phonemes: fɔːɹ ðæt tˈoʊkən ɪnðə sˈʌmɚ hɐdbɪn fɹʌm ˌaʊɚ kˈæbɪn tˈeɪkən baɪ ðə ɹˈɑːbɚ hˈændz ʌv ɹˈɔŋɡɚz ʌv maɪ kˈɪn; twˈɑːz maɪ sˈɪstɚz fɚðə mˈoʊmənt θˈɪŋz ɚɹˈaʊnd mˌiː wɜː fɔːɹsˈeɪkən; aɪ wʌz blˈaɪnd tə flˈiːɪŋ fˈoʊmɛn, aɪ wʌz dˈɛf tə bˈæɾəlz dˈɪn.