text_original: Behold them, where the cold, prophetic damps Congeal on youthful brows so soon to lose Their dream of sacrifice to thee to thee, Harlot to Murder in a thousand camps!
text_transcription: BEHOLD THEM WHERE THE COLD PROPHETIC DAMPS CONGEAL ON YOUTHFUL BROWS SO SOON TO LOSE THEIR DREAM OF SACRIFICE TO THEE TO THEE HARLOR TO MURDER IN A THOUSAND CAMS
phonemes: bᵻhˈoʊld ðˌɛm, wˌɛɹ ðə kˈoʊld, pɹɑːfˈɛɾɪk dˈæmps kəndʒˈiːl ˌɔn jˈuːθfəl bɹˈaʊz sˌoʊ sˈuːn tə lˈuːz ðɛɹ dɹˈiːm ʌv sˈækɹᵻfˌaɪs tə ðiː tə ðˈiː, hˈɑːɹlɑːt tə mˈɜːdɚɹ ɪn ɐ θˈaʊzənd kˈæmps!