text_original: Wherefore, be glad ! Sublimer walls shall rise, Which these do but foretell. Be glad, indeed! For we have builded well And set a star upon our western skies Whose fire shall gr eaten on a land made free, Till all that land be bright from sea to sea!
text_transcription: WHEREFORE BE GLAD SUBLIMER WALLS SHALL RISE WHICH THESE DO BUT FORETELL BE GLAD INDEED FOR WE HAVE BUILDED IT WELL AND SET A STAR UPON OUR WESTERN SKIES WHOSE FIRE SHALL GREAT ON A LAND MADE FREE TILL ALL THAT LAND BE BRIGHT FROM SEA TO SEA
phonemes: wˈɛɹfɔːɹ, biː ɡlˈæd ! sˈʌblɪmɚ wˈɔːlz ʃˌæl ɹˈaɪz, wˌɪtʃ ðiːz dˈuː bˌʌt fɔːɹtˈɛl. biː ɡlˈæd, ˌɪndˈiːd! fɔːɹ wiː hæv bˈɪldᵻd wˈɛl ænd sˈɛt ɐ stˈɑːɹ əpˌɑːn ˌaʊɚ wˈɛstɚn skˈaɪz hˌuːz fˈaɪɚ ʃˌæl dʒˌiːˈɑːɹ ˈiːʔn̩ ˌɔn ɐ lˈænd mˌeɪd fɹˈiː, tˈɪl ˈɔːl ðæt lˈænd biː bɹˈaɪt fɹʌm sˈiː tə sˈiː!