text_original: Behold your brave companions slain, All clasp'd in ocean's cold embrace; STRIKE, OR BE SUNK  the Briton cries   SINK IF YOU CAN  the chief replies, Fierce lightnings blazing in his face.
text_transcription: BEHOLD YOUR BRAVE COMPANION SLAIN ALL CLASP'D IN OCEAN'S COLD EMBRACE STRIKE OR BE SUNK THE BRITON CRIES SINK IF YOU CAN THE CHIEF REPLIES FIERCE LIGHTNINGS BLAZING IN HIS FACE
phonemes: bᵻhˈoʊld jʊɹ bɹˈeɪv kəmpˈæniənz slˈeɪn, ˈɔːl klˈæspd ɪn ˈoʊʃənz kˈoʊld ɛmbɹˈeɪs; stɹˈaɪk, ɔːɹ biː sˈʌŋk ðə bɹˈɪtən kɹˈaɪz sˈɪŋk ˌaɪˈɛf juː kæn ðə tʃˈiːf ɹᵻplˈaɪz, fˈɪɹs lˈaɪtnɪŋz blˈeɪzɪŋ ɪn hɪz fˈeɪs.