text_original: she said, adding her voice to the singular old ditty with all her power: "What though some in the rear Preach up terror and fear, And complain of the trials they meet, Tho' the giants before With great fury do roar, I'm resolved I can never retreat."
text_transcription: SHE SAID ADDING HER VOICE TO THE SINGULAR OLD DITTY WITH ALL HER POWER WHAT THOUGH SOME IN THE REAR PREACH OF TERROR AND FEAR AND COMPLAIN OF THE TRIALS THEY MEET THOUGH THE GIANTS BEFORE WITH GREAT FURY DO ROAR I AM RESOLVED I CAN NEVER RETREAT
phonemes: ʃiː sˈɛd, ˈædɪŋ hɜː vˈɔɪs tə ðə sˈɪŋɡjʊlɚɹ ˈoʊld dˈɪɾi wɪð ˈɔːl hɜː pˈaʊɚ: "wˌʌt ðˌoʊ sˌʌm ɪnðə ɹˈɪɹ pɹˈiːtʃ ˌʌp tˈɛɹɚ ænd fˈɪɹ, ænd kəmplˈeɪn ʌvðə tɹˈaɪəlz ðeɪ mˈiːt, ðˈoʊ ðə dʒˈaɪənts bᵻfˌɔːɹ wɪð ɡɹˈeɪt fjˈʊɹɹi dˈuː ɹˈɔːɹ, aɪm ɹᵻzˈɑːlvd aɪ kæn nˈɛvɚ ɹᵻtɹˈiːt."