text_original: A summons to surrender was sent unto the lord, Which made him feel like poor Burgoyne and quickly draw his sword, Saying, "Must I give o'er those glittering troops, those ships and armies too, And yield to General Washington, and his brave noble crew?"
text_transcription: A SUMMONS TO SURRENDER WAS SENT UNTO THE LORD WHICH MADE HIM FEEL LIKE POOR BURGOIGN AND QUICKLY DRAW HIS SWORD SAYING MUST I GIVE OAR THOSE GLITTERING TROOPS THOSE SHIPS AND ARMIES TOO AND YIELD TO GENERAL WASHINGTON AND HIS BRAVE NOBLE CREW
phonemes: ɐ sˈʌmənz tə sɚɹˈɛndɚ wʌz sˈɛnt ˌʌntʊ ðə lˈɔːɹd, wˌɪtʃ mˌeɪd hˌɪm fˈiːl lˈaɪk pˈʊɹ bˈɜːɡɔɪn ænd kwˈɪkli dɹˈɔː hɪz sˈɔːɹd, sˈeɪɪŋ, "mˈʌst aɪ ɡˈɪv ˈɔːɹ ðoʊz ɡlˈɪɾɚɹɪŋ tɹˈuːps, ðoʊz ʃˈɪps ænd ˈɑːɹmiz tˈuː, ænd jˈiːld tə dʒˈɛnɚɹəl wˈɑːʃɪŋtən, ænd hɪz bɹˈeɪv nˈoʊbəl kɹˈuː?"