text_original: Fix'd to die, we scorn retreating, To the shock our breasts oppose, Hark! the shout, the signal beating, See, with bayonets they close: Front rank charge! the rear make ready! Forward, march  reserve your fire!
text_transcription: FIX TO DIE WE SCORN RETREATING TO THE SHOCK OUR BREASTS OPPOSE HARK THE SHOUT THE SIGNALS BEATING SEE WITH BAYONETS THEY CLOSE FRONT RANK CHARGE THE REAR MAKE READY FORWARD MARCH RESERVE YOUR FIRE
phonemes: fˈɪksd tə dˈaɪ, wiː skˈɔːɹn ɹᵻtɹˈiːɾɪŋ, tə ðə ʃˈɑːk ˌaʊɚ bɹˈɛsts əpˈoʊz, hˈɑːɹk! ðə ʃˈaʊt, ðə sˈɪɡnəl bˈiːɾɪŋ, sˈiː, wɪð bˈeɪənˌɛts ðeɪ klˈoʊz: fɹˈʌnt ɹˈæŋk tʃˈɑːɹdʒ! ðə ɹˈɪɹ mˌeɪk ɹˈɛdi! fˈɔːɹwɚd, mˈɑːɹtʃ ɹɪzˈɜːv jʊɹ fˈaɪɚ!