text_original: How could I betray my comrades and the whereabouts of the cave? I remembered the last piece I spoke in school, and how I hollered out the words, "O for a tongue to curse the slave Whose treason, like a deadly blight, Comes o'er the councils of the brave, And blasts them in their hour of might!"
text_transcription: HOW COULD I BETRAY MY COMRADES AND THE WHEREABOUTS OF THE CAVE I REMEMBERED THE LAST PIECE I SPOKE IN SCHOOL AND HOW I HOLLERED OUT THE WORDS OH FOR A TONGUE TO CURSE THE SLAVE WHOSE TREASON LIKE A DEADLY BLIGHT COMES OVER THE COUNCILS OF THE BRAVE AND BLASTS THEM IN THEIR HOUR OF MIGHT
phonemes: hˌaʊ kʊd aɪ bᵻtɹˈeɪ maɪ kˈɑːmɹædz ænd ðə wˈɛɹɐbˌaʊts ʌvðə kˈeɪv? aɪ ɹᵻmˈɛmbɚd ðə lˈæst pˈiːs aɪ spˈoʊk ɪn skˈuːl, ænd hˌaʊ aɪ hˈɑːlɚd ˈaʊt ðə wˈɜːdz, "ˈoʊ fɚɹə tˈʌŋ tə kˈɜːs ðə slˈeɪv hˌuːz tɹˈiːzən, lˈaɪk ɐ dˈɛdli blˈaɪt, kˈʌmz ˈɔːɹ ðə kˈaʊnsəlz ʌvðə bɹˈeɪv, ænd blˈæsts ðˌɛm ɪn ðɛɹ ˈaʊɚɹ ʌv mˈaɪt!"