text_original: As he nears the woodland corner, There he hears a frightful uproar, From the Northland's distant borders, From the dreary fields of Lapland, Hears the dogs as they are barking, Hears the children loudly screaming, Hears the laughter of the women, Hears the shouting of the heroes.
text_transcription: AS HE NEARS THE WOODLAND CORNER THERE HE HEARS A FRIGHTFUL UPROAR FROM THE NORTHLAND'S DISTANT BORDERS FROM THE DREARY FIELDS OF LAPLAND HEARS THE DOGS AS THEY ARE BARKING HEARS THE CHILDREN LOUDLY SCREAMING HE IS THE LAUGHTER OF THE WOMEN HE IS THE SHOUTING OF THE HEROES
phonemes: æz hiː nˌɪɹz ðə wˈʊdlənd kˈɔːɹnɚ, ðɛɹ hiː hˈɪɹz ɐ fɹˈaɪtfəl ˈʌpɹɔːɹ, fɹʌmðə nˈɔːɹθləndz dˈɪstənt bˈɔːɹdɚz, fɹʌmðə dɹˈɪɹi fˈiːldz ʌv lˈæplənd, hˈɪɹz ðə dˈɑːɡz æz ðeɪ ɑːɹ bˈɑːɹkɪŋ, hˈɪɹz ðə tʃˈɪldɹən lˈaʊdli skɹˈiːmɪŋ, hˈɪɹz ðə lˈæftɚɹ ʌvðə wˈɪmɪn, hˈɪɹz ðə ʃˈaʊɾɪŋ ʌvðə hˈiəɹoʊz.