text_original: "Yet on," urged Custer, "on at any cost, No hour is there to waste, no moment to be lost." VIII. Determined, silent, on they rode, and on, Like fabled Centaurs, men and steeds seemed one.
text_transcription: YET ON URGED CASTA ON AT ANY COST NO HOUR IS THERE TO WASTE NO MOMENT TO BE LOST EIGHT DETERMINED SILENT ON THEY RODE AND ON LIKE FABLED CENTAURS MEN AND STEED SEEMED ONE
phonemes: "jˈɛt ˈɔn," ˈɜːdʒd kˈʌstɚ, "ˌɔn æɾ ˌɛni kˈɔst, nˈoʊ ˈaʊɚɹ ɪz ðɛɹ tə wˈeɪst, nˈoʊ mˈoʊmənt təbi lˈɔst." ɹˌoʊmən ˈeɪt. dɪtˈɜːmɪnd, sˈaɪlənt, ˌɔn ðeɪ ɹˈoʊd, ænd ˈɔn, lˈaɪk fˈeɪbəld sˈɛntɔːɹz, mˈɛn ænd stˈiːdz sˈiːmd wˌʌn.