text_original: In the midnight still and sombre, while our force was wrapt in slumber, Clinton set his train in motion, sweeping fast to Sandy Hook; Safely from our blows he bore his mingled Britons, Hessians, Tories   Bore away his wounded soldiers, but his useless dead forsook; Fleeing from a worse undoing, and too far for our pursuing: So we found the field our own, and alone.
text_transcription: IN THE MIDNIGHT STILL AND SOMBER WHILE OUR FORCE WAS WRAPT IN SLUMBER CLINTON SET HIS TRAIN IN MOTION SWEEPING FAST A SANDY HOOK SAFELY FROM OUR BLOWS HE BORE HIS MINGLED BRITONS HESSENS TORIES BORE AWAY HIS WOUNDED SOLDIERS BUT HIS USELESS DEAD FORSOOK FLEEING FROM A WORSE UNDOING AND TOO FAR FOR OUR PURSUING SO WE FOUND THE FIELD OUR OWN AND ALONE
phonemes: ɪnðə mˈɪdnaɪt stˈɪl ænd sˈɑːmbɚ, wˌaɪl ˌaʊɚ fˈɔːɹs wʌz ɹˈæpt ɪn slˈʌmbɚ, klˈɪntən sˈɛt hɪz tɹˈeɪn ɪn mˈoʊʃən, swˈiːpɪŋ fˈæst tə sˈændi hˈʊk; sˈeɪfli fɹʌm ˌaʊɚ blˈoʊz hiː bˈɔːɹ hɪz mˈɪŋɡəld bɹˈɪtənz, hˈɛʃənz, tˈɔːɹiz bˈɔːɹ ɐwˈeɪ hɪz wˈuːndᵻd sˈoʊldʒɚz, bˌʌt hɪz jˈuːsləs dˈɛd fɔːɹsˈʊk; flˈiːɪŋ fɹʌm ɐ wˈɜːs ʌndˈuːɪŋ, ænd tˈuː fˈɑːɹ fɔːɹ ˌaʊɚ pɚsˈuːɪŋ: sˌoʊ wiː fˈaʊnd ðə fˈiːld ˌaʊɚɹ ˈoʊn, ænd ɐlˈoʊn.