text_original: The foe invisible laughed out, To see a Lion put to rout; Yet clearly saw That tooth nor claw Could blood from such a pigmy draw. The helpless Lion tore his hide, And lashed with furious tail his side; Lastly, quite worn, and almost spent, Gave up his furious intent.
text_transcription: THE FOE INVISIBLE LAUGHED OUT TO SEE A LION PUT TO ROUT HE HAD CLEARLY SOUGHT THAT TOOTH NOR CLAW COULD BLOOD FROM SUCH A PIGMY DRAW THE HELPLESS LION TORE HIS HIDE AND BLASHED WITH FURIOUS TAIL HIS SIDE LASTLY QUITE WORN AND ALMOST SPENT GAVE UP HIS FURIOUS INTENT
phonemes: ðə fˈoʊ ɪnvˈɪzᵻbəl lˈæft ˈaʊt, tə sˈiː ɐ lˈaɪən pˌʊt tə ɹˈaʊt; jˈɛt klˈɪɹli sˈɔː ðæt tˈuːθ nˈɔːɹ klˈɔː kʊd blˈʌd fɹʌm sˈʌtʃ ɐ pˈɪɡmi dɹˈɔː. ðə hˈɛlpləs lˈaɪən tˈɔːɹ hɪz hˈaɪd, ænd lˈæʃt wɪð fjˈʊɹɹiəs tˈeɪl hɪz sˈaɪd; lˈæstli, kwˈaɪt wˈɔːɹn, ænd ˈɔːlmoʊst spˈɛnt, ɡˈeɪv ˌʌp hɪz fjˈʊɹɹiəs ɪntˈɛnt.