text_original: He spoke  they charged their cannon round, Again the vaulted heavens resound, The Randolph bore it all, Then fixed her pointed cannons true   Away the unwieldy vengeance flew; Britain, the warriors fall.
text_transcription: HE SPOKE THEY CHARGE THEIR CANNON ROUND AGAIN THE VAULTED HEAVENS RESOUND THE RANDOLPH BORE IT ALL THEN FIXED HER POINTED CANONS TRUE AWAY THE UNWIELDY VENGEANCE FLEW BRITON THE WARRIORS FALL
phonemes: hiː spˈoʊk ðeɪ tʃˈɑːɹdʒd ðɛɹ kˈænən ɹˈaʊnd, ɐɡˈɛn ðə vˈɔltᵻd hˈɛvənz ɹᵻzˈaʊnd, ðə ɹˈændɑːlf bˈɔːɹ ɪɾ ˈɔːl, ðˈɛn fˈɪkst hɜː pˈɔɪntᵻd kˈænənz tɹˈuː ɐwˈeɪ ðɪ ʌnwˈiːldi vˈɛndʒəns flˈuː; bɹˈɪtən, ðə wˈɔːɹɪɚz fˈɔːl.