text_original: The sculptured marble brags of death strewn fields, And Glory's epitaph is writ in blood; But Alexander now to Plato yields, Clarkson will stand where Wellington hath stood.
text_transcription: THE SCULPTURED MARBLE BREAKS OF DEATH STREWN FIELDS AND GLORY'S EPITAPH IS RIDDEN BLOOD BUT ALEXANDER NOW TO PLATO YIELDS CLARKSON WILL STAND WHERE WELLINGTON HAS STOOD
phonemes: ðə skˈʌlptʃɚd mˈɑːɹbəl bɹˈæɡz ʌv dˈɛθ stɹˈuːn fˈiːldz, ænd ɡlˈɔːɹiz ˈɛpɪtˌæf ɪz ɹˈɪt ɪn blˈʌd; bˌʌt ˌælɪɡzˈændɚ nˈaʊ tə plˈɑːɾoʊ jˈiːldz, klˈɑːɹksən wɪl stˈænd wˌɛɹ wˈɛlɪŋtən hæθ stˈʊd.