text_original: Man after man the British soldier falls,   Falls where he stood,  his right arm's strength exhausted, And his _dead_ foes hurled on his bayonet's point, To clear the way for others!
text_transcription: MAN AFTER MAN THE BRITISH SOLDIER FALLS FALLS WHERE HE STOOD HIS RIGHT ARM STRENGTH EXHAUSTED AND HIS DEAD FOES HURLED ON HIS BAYONET'S POINT TO CLEAR THE WAY FOR OTHERS
phonemes: mˈæn ˈæftɚ mˈæn ðə bɹˈɪɾɪʃ sˈoʊldʒɚ fˈɔːlz,   fˈɔːlz wˌɛɹ hiː stˈʊd,  hɪz ɹˈaɪt ˈɑːɹmz stɹˈɛŋθ ɛɡzˈɔːstᵻd, ænd hɪz dˈɛd fˈoʊz hˈɜːld ˌɔn hɪz bˈeɪənˌɛts pˈɔɪnt, tə klˈɪɹ ðə wˈeɪ fɔːɹ ˈʌðɚz!