text_original: When the cohorts of Grant held stout Stirling at strain, And the mongrels of Hesse went tearing the slain; When at Freeke's Mill the flumes and the sluices ran red, And the dead choked the dyke and the marsh choked the dead!
text_transcription: WHEN THE COHORTS OF GRANT HELD STOUT STERLING AT STRAIN AND THE MONGRELS OF HESSE WENT TEARING THE SLAIN WHEN AT FREAKS MILL THE FLUMES AND THE SLUICES RAN RED AND THE DEAD CHOKED THE DIKE AND THE MARSH CHOKED THE DEAD
phonemes: wˌɛn ðə kˈoʊhɔːɹts ʌv ɡɹˈænt hˈɛld stˈaʊt stˈɜːlɪŋ æt stɹˈeɪn, ænd ðə mˈɔŋɡɹəlz ʌv hˈɛs wɛnt tˈɛɹɪŋ ðə slˈeɪn; wˌɛn æt fɹˈiːks mˈɪl ðə flˈuːmz ænd ðə slˈuːsᵻz ɹˈæn ɹˈɛd, ænd ðə dˈɛd tʃˈoʊkt ðə dˈaɪk ænd ðə mˈɑːɹʃ tʃˈoʊkt ðə dˈɛd!