text_original: They come, and their onset may not be controlled, For 'tis Arnold who heads them, 'tis Arnold the bold_   Saint Leger, Saint Leger! _Retreat!_ Was the word e'er more bitterly said, Saint Leger, Saint Leger, Than when to the North land your leaguer you led?
text_transcription: THEY COME AND THEIR ONSET MAY NOT BE CONTROLLED FOR TIS ARNOLD WHO HEADS THEM TIS ARNOLD THE BOLD SAINT LE GIR SAINT LEGER RETREAT WAS THE WORD ERE MORE BITTERLY SAID SAINT LE GEIR SAINT LEGER THAN WHEN TO THE NORTHLAND YOUR LEGURE YOU LED
phonemes: ðeɪ kˈʌm, ænd ðɛɹ ˈɑːnsɛt mˈeɪ nˌɑːt biː kəntɹˈoʊld, fɔːɹ tˈɪz ˈɑːɹnəld hˌuː hˈɛdz ðˌɛm, tˈɪz ˈɑːɹnəld ðə bˈoʊld sˈeɪnt lˈɛdʒɚ, sˈeɪnt lˈɛdʒɚ! ɹᵻtɹˈiːt!wʌzðə wˈɜːd ˈɛɹ mˈɔːɹ bˈɪɾɚli sˈɛd, sˈeɪnt lˈɛdʒɚ, sˈeɪnt lˈɛdʒɚ, ðɐn wɛn tə ðə nˈɔːɹθ lˈænd jʊɹ lˈiːɡɚ juː lˈɛd?