text_original: Down from the broad St. Lawrence, Bright with its thousand isles, Through the Canadian woodlands, Sweet with the summer smiles, On over field and fastness, Village and vantage coigne, Rolled the resistless legions Led by the bold Burgoyne.
text_transcription: DOWN FROM THE BROAD SAINT LAWRENCE BRIGHT WITH ITS THOUSAND ISLES THROUGH THE CANADIAN WOODLANDS SWEET WITH THE SUMMER SMILES ON OVERFIELD AND VASTNESS VILLAGE AND VANTAGE COIN ROLLED THE RELISTLESS LEGIONS LED BY THE BOLD BURGOIGN
phonemes: dˌaʊn fɹʌmðə bɹˈɔːd sənt. lˈɔːɹəns, bɹˈaɪt wɪð ɪts θˈaʊzənd ˈaɪəlz, θɹuː ðə kɐnˈeɪdiən wˈʊdləndz, swˈiːt wɪððə sˈʌmɚ smˈaɪlz, ˌɔn ˌoʊvɚ fˈiːld ænd fˈæstnəs, vˈɪlɪdʒ ænd vˈæntɪdʒ kˈɔɪɡni, ɹˈoʊld ðə ɹᵻzˈɪstləs lˈiːdʒənz lˈɛd baɪ ðə bˈoʊld bˈɜːɡɔɪn.