text_original: Thine was the sword that Drusus drew, When on the Breunian hordes he fell, And storm'd the fierce Genaunian crew E'en in their Alpine citadel, And paid them back their debt twice told; 'Twas then the elder Nero came To conflict, and in ruin roll'd Stout Raetian kernes of giant frame. O, 'twas a gallant sight to see The shocks that beat upon the brave Who chose to perish and be free!
text_transcription: THINE WAS THE SWORD THAT JESUS DREW WHEN ON THE BRUNIAN HORDES HE FELL AND STORMED THE FIERCE GENNONIAN CREW EVEN IN THEIR ALPINE CITADEL AND PAID THEM BACK THEIR DEBT TWICE TOLD TWAS WHEN THE ELDER NERO CAME TO CONFLICT AND IN RUIN RODE STOUT RATIIAN CURNACE OF GIANT FRAME OH TWAS A GALLANT SIGHT TO SEE THE SHOCKS THAT BEAT UPON THE BRAVE WHO CHOSE TO PERISH AND BE FREE
phonemes: ðaɪn wʌzðə sˈɔːɹd ðæt dɹˈuːsəs dɹˈuː, wˌɛn ɔnðə bɹˈuːniən hˈɔːɹdz hiː fˈɛl, ænd stˈɔːɹmd ðə fˈɪɹs dʒɛnˈɔːniən kɹˈuː ˈɛən ɪn ðɛɹ ˈælpaɪn sˈɪɾədˌɛl, ænd pˈeɪd ðˌɛm bˈæk ðɛɹ dˈɛt twˈaɪs tˈoʊld; twˈɑːz ðˈɛn ðɪ ˈɛldɚ nˈiəɹoʊ kˈeɪm tə kənflˈɪkt, ænd ɪn ɹˈuːɪn ɹˈoʊld stˈaʊt ɹˈiːʃən kˈɜːnz ʌv dʒˈaɪənt fɹˈeɪm. ˈoʊ, twˈɑːz ɐ ɡˈælənt sˈaɪt tə sˈiː ðə ʃˈɑːks ðæt bˈiːt əpˌɑːn ðə bɹˈeɪv hˌuː tʃˈoʊz tə pˈɛɹɪʃ ænd biː fɹˈiː!