text_original: THE CRUISE OF THE FAIR AMERICAN [1777] The twenty second of August, Before the close of day, All hands on board of our privateer, We got her under weigh; We kept the Eastern shore along, For forty leagues or more, Then our departure took for sea, From the isle of Mauhegan shore.
text_transcription: THE CRUISE OF THE FAIR AMERICAN THE TWENTY SECOND OF AUGUST BEFORE THE CLOSE OF DAY ALL HANDS ON BOARD OF OUR PRIVATEER WE GOT UNDER WAY WE KEPT THE EASTERN SHORE ALONG FOR FORTY LEAGUES OR MORE THEN OUR DEPARTURE TOOK FORESEE FROM THE ISLE OF MOHEGAN SHORE
phonemes: ðə kɹˈuːz ʌvðə fˈɛɹ ɐmˈɛɹɪkən [wˈʌn θˈaʊzənd sˈɛvənhˈʌndɹɪd sˈɛvənti sˈɛvən] ðə twˈɛnti sˈɛkənd ʌv ˈɔːɡəst, bᵻfˌɔːɹ ðə klˈoʊs ʌv dˈeɪ, ˈɔːl hˈændz ˌɔn bˈɔːɹd ʌv ˌaʊɚ pɹˌaɪvətˈɪɹ, wiː ɡɑːt hɜːɹ ˌʌndɚ wˈeɪ; wiː kˈɛpt ðɪ ˈiːstɚn ʃˈɔːɹ ɐlˈɔŋ, fɔːɹ fˈɔːɹɾi lˈiːɡz ɔːɹ mˈɔːɹ, ðˈɛn ˌaʊɚ dᵻpˈɑːɹtʃɚ tˈʊk fɔːɹ sˈiː, fɹʌmðɪ ˈaɪəl ʌv mˈɔːhɛɡən ʃˈɔːɹ.