text_original: 142 ON THE GREAT WAR GERMANY As he who shod the horses of the sun, She made her desecrated forges peal To monstrous births of cannon and of keel, Where fires deliver and the hammers stun; And when the daylight and the toil were done, Upon the breast of Peace she set her heel, Loosing the headlong avalanche of steel, With lance on lance and gun on cruel gun.
text_transcription: THE BRIVOX DOT ORK BY SONYA GERMANY AS HE WHO SHOD THE HORSES OF THE SUN SHE MADE HER DESECRATED FORGES PEEL TO MONSTROUS BIRTH OF CANNON AND OF KEEL WHERE FIRES DELIVER AND THE HAMMERS DONE AND WHEN THE DAYLIGHT AND THE TOIL WERE DONE UPON THE BREAST OF PEACE SHE SET HER HEEL LOSING THE HEADLONG AVALANCHE OF STEEL WITH LANCE ON LANCE AND GUN ON CRUEL GUN
phonemes: wˈʌnhˈʌndɹɪd fˈɔːɹɾi tˈuː ɔnðə ɡɹˈeɪt dˌʌbəljˌuːˌeɪˈɑːɹ dʒˈɜːməni æz hiː hˌuː ʃˈɑːd ðə hˈɔːɹsᵻz ʌvðə sˈʌn, ʃiː mˌeɪd hɜː dˈɛsɪkɹˌeɪɾᵻd fˈɔːɹdʒᵻz pˈiːl tə mˈɔnstɹəs bˈɜːθs ʌv kˈænən ænd ʌv kˈiːl, wˌɛɹ fˈaɪɚz dᵻlˈɪvɚ ænd ðə hˈæmɚz stˈʌn; ænd wɛn ðə dˈeɪlaɪt ænd ðə tˈɔɪl wɜː dˈʌn, əpˌɑːn ðə bɹˈɛst ʌv pˈiːs ʃiː sˈɛt hɜː hˈiːl, lˈuːsɪŋ ðə hˈɛdlɔŋ ˈævəlˌænʃ ʌv stˈiːl, wɪð lˈæns ˌɔn lˈæns ænd ɡˈʌn ˌɔn kɹˈuːəl ɡˈʌn.