text_original: _Retreat!_ Was the word e'er more bitterly said, Saint Leger, Saint Leger, Than when to the North land your leaguer you led? Alas, for Burgoyne in his peril and pain   Who lists in the night for the tramp of that train!
text_transcription: RETREAT WAS THE WORD ERE MORE BITTERLY SAID SAINT LE GEIR SAINT LEGER THAN WHEN TO THE NORTHLAND YOUR LEGURE YOU LED ALAS FOR BORGOIGN IN HIS PERIL AND PAIN WHO LISTS IN THE NIGHT FOR THE TRAMP OF THAT TRAIN
phonemes: ɹᵻtɹˈiːt!wʌzðə wˈɜːd ˈɛɹ mˈɔːɹ bˈɪɾɚli sˈɛd, sˈeɪnt lˈɛdʒɚ, sˈeɪnt lˈɛdʒɚ, ðɐn wɛn tə ðə nˈɔːɹθ lˈænd jʊɹ lˈiːɡɚ juː lˈɛd? ɐlˈæs, fɔːɹ bˈɜːɡɔɪn ɪn hɪz pˈɛɹəl ænd pˈeɪn hˌuː lˈɪsts ɪnðə nˈaɪt fɚðə tɹˈæmp ʌv ðæt tɹˈeɪn!