text_original: From our centre backward driven, with his forces rent and riven, Soon the foe re formed in order, dressed again his shattered ranks; In a column firm advancing, from his bayonets hot rays glancing Showed in waving lines of brilliance as he fell upon our flanks, Charging bravely for his master: thus he met renewed disaster From the stronghold that we held back repelled.
text_transcription: FROM OUR CENTER BACKWARD DRIVEN WITH HIS FORCES RENT AND RIVEN SOON THE FOE REFORMED IN ORDER DREST AGAIN HIS SHATTER'D RANKS IN A COLUMN FIRM ADVANCING FROM HIS BAYONET'S HOT RAYS GLANCING SHOWED IN WAVES LINES OF BRILLIANCE AS HE FELL UPON OUR FLANKS CHARGING BRAVELY FOR HIS MASTER THUS HE MET RENEWED DISASTER FROM OUR STRONGHOLD THAT WE HELD BACK REPELLED
phonemes: fɹʌm ˌaʊɚ sˈɛntɚ bˈækwɚd dɹˈɪvən, wɪð hɪz fˈɔːɹsᵻz ɹˈɛnt ænd ɹˈɪvən, sˈuːn ðə fˈoʊ ɹˌiː fˈɔːɹmd ɪn ˈɔːɹdɚ, dɹˈɛst ɐɡˈɛn hɪz ʃˈæɾɚd ɹˈæŋks; ɪn ɐ kˈɑːlʌm fˈɜːm ɐdvˈænsɪŋ, fɹʌm hɪz bˈeɪənˌɛts hˈɑːt ɹˈeɪz ɡlˈænsɪŋ ʃˈoʊd ɪn wˈeɪvɪŋ lˈaɪnz ʌv bɹˈɪliəns æz hiː fˈɛl əpˌɑːn ˌaʊɚ flˈæŋks, tʃˈɑːɹdʒɪŋ bɹˈeɪvli fɔːɹ hɪz mˈæstɚ: ðˈʌs hiː mˈɛt ɹᵻnˈuːd dɪzˈæstɚ fɹʌmðə stɹˈɔŋhoʊld ðæt wiː hˈɛld bˈæk ɹᵻpˈɛld.