text_original: I was in the main force posted; Lee, of whom his minions boasted, Was commander of the vanguard, and with him were Scott and Wayne. What they did I know not, cared not; in their march of shame I shared not; But it startled me to see them panic stricken back again, At the black morass's border, all in headlong, fierce disorder, With the Briton plying steel at their heel.
text_transcription: I WAS IN THE MAIN FORCE POSTED LEE OF WHOM HIS MINIONS BOASTED WAS COMMANDER OF THE VANGUARD AND WITH HIM WERE SCOTT AND WAIN WHAT THEY DID I KNOW NOT CARED NOT IN THEIR MARCH OF SHAME I SHARED NOT BUT IT STARTLED ME TO SEE THEM PANIC STRICKEN BACK AGAIN AND THE BLACK MORASSES BORDER ALL IN HEADLONG FIERCE DISORDER WITH THE BRITON PLYING STEEL AT THEIR HEEL
phonemes: aɪ wʌz ɪnðə mˈeɪn fˈɔːɹs pˈoʊstᵻd; lˈiː, ʌv hˈuːm hɪz mˈɪnɪənz bˈoʊstᵻd, wʌz kəmˈændɚɹ ʌvðə vˈæŋɡɑːɹd, ænd wɪð hˌɪm wɜː skˈɑːt ænd wˈeɪn. wˌʌt ðeɪ dˈɪd aɪ nˈoʊ nˈɑːt, kˈɛɹd nˈɑːt; ɪn ðɛɹ mˈɑːɹtʃ ʌv ʃˈeɪm aɪ ʃˈɛɹd nˈɑːt; bˌʌt ɪt stˈɑːɹɾəld mˌiː tə sˈiː ðˌɛm pˈænɪk stɹˈɪkən bˈæk ɐɡˈɛn, æt ðə blˈæk mɔːɹˈæsᵻz bˈɔːɹdɚ, ˈɔːl ɪn hˈɛdlɔŋ, fˈɪɹs dɪsˈɔːɹdɚ, wɪððə bɹˈɪtən plˈaɪɪŋ stˈiːl æt ðɛɹ hˈiːl.