text_original: And some that blenched on Brooklyn Heights And fled at Turtle Bay Fair wept for wrath, and thronged my path And clamored for the fray. Our General came spurring!
text_transcription: AND SOME THAT BLENCHED ON BROOKLYN HEIGHTS AND FLED AT TURTLE BAY FAIR WEPT FOR WRATH AND THRONGED MY PATH AND CLAMORED FOR THE FRAY OUR GENERAL CAME SPURRING
phonemes: ænd sˌʌm ðæt blˈɛntʃt ˌɔn bɹˈʊklɪn hˈaɪts ænd flˈɛd æt tˈɜːɾəl bˈeɪ fˈɛɹ wˈɛpt fɔːɹ ɹˈæθ, ænd θɹˈɔŋd maɪ pˈæθ ænd klˈæmɚd fɚðə fɹˈeɪ. ˌaʊɚ dʒˈɛnɚɹəl kˈeɪm spˈɜːɹɪŋ!