text_original: WE will not try to describe the fearful confusion which broke the already straggling ranks of the rebels, when the fatal defile suddenly revealed to them all 394 HAXS OF ICELAND. its steep and bristling peaks, all its caverns peopled with unlooked for foes.
text_transcription: WE WILL NOT TRY TO DESCRIBE THE FEARFUL CONFUSION WHICH BROKE THE ALREADY STRAGGLING RANKS OF THE REBELS WHEN THE FATAL DEFILE SUDDENLY REVEALED TO THEM ALL ITS STEEP AND BRISTLING PEAKS ALL ITS CAVERNS PEOPLED WITH UNLOOKED FOR FOES
phonemes: wiː wɪl nˌɑːt tɹˈaɪ tə dᵻskɹˈaɪb ðə fˈɪɹfəl kənfjˈuːʒən wˌɪtʃ bɹˈoʊk ðɪ ɔːlɹˌɛdi stɹˈæɡlɪŋ ɹˈæŋks ʌvðə ɹˈɛbəlz, wˌɛn ðə fˈeɪɾəl dᵻfˈaɪl sˈʌdənli ɹᵻvˈiːld tə ðˌɛm ˈɔːl θɹˈiːhˈʌndɹɪd nˈaɪnti fˈɔːɹ hˈæksz ʌv ˈaɪslənd. ɪts stˈiːp ænd bɹˈɪsəlɪŋ pˈiːks, ˈɔːl ɪts kˈævɚnz pˈiːpəld wɪð ʌnlˈʊkt fɔːɹ fˈoʊz.