text_original: Still, drearily the fight went on Until a week had nearly gone, When it was told  a whisper first, And then in loud alarm it burst   Their powder scarce was growing; they Knew where a keg unopened lay Outside the fort at Zane's  what now?
text_transcription: STILL DREARILY THE FIGHT WENT ON UNTIL A WEEK HAD NEARLY GONE WHEN IT WAS TOLD A WHISPER FIRST AND THEN A LOUD ALARM IT BURST THEIR POWDER SCARCE WAS GROWING THEY KNEW WHERE A KEG UNOPENED LAY OUTSIDE THE FORT AT ZANES WHAT NOW
phonemes: stˈɪl, dɹˈɪɹili ðə fˈaɪt wɛnt ˌɔn ʌntˈɪl ɐ wˈiːk hæd nˌɪɹli ɡˈɔn, wˌɛn ɪt wʌz tˈoʊld ɐ wˈɪspɚ fˈɜːst, ænd ðˈɛn ɪn lˈaʊd ɐlˈɑːɹm ɪt bˈɜːst ðɛɹ pˈaʊdɚ skˈɛɹs wʌz ɡɹˈoʊɪŋ; ðeɪ nˈuː wˌɛɹ ɐ kˈɛɡ ʌnˈoʊpənd lˈeɪ aʊtsˈaɪd ðə fˈɔːɹt æt zˈeɪnz wʌt nˈaʊ?