text_original: And many a skeleton shook his head. "Instead of preaching forty year," My neighbour Parson Thirdly said, "I wish I had stuck to pipes and beer." Again the guns disturbed the hour, Roaring their readiness to avenge, As far inland as Stourton Tower, And Camelot, and starlit Stonehenge.
text_transcription: AND MANY A SKELETON SHOOK HIS HEAD INSTEAD OF PREACHING FORTY YEAR MY NEIGHBOUR PARSON THIRDLY SAID I WISH I HAD STUCK TO PIPES AND BEER AGAIN THE GUNS DISTURBED THE HOUR ROARING THEIR READINESS TO AVENGE AS FAR INLAND AS STARTON TOWER AND CAMELOT AND STARLIT STONEHENGE
phonemes: ænd mˈɛni ɐ skˈɛlᵻtən ʃˈʊk hɪz hˈɛd. "ɪnstˈɛd ʌv pɹˈiːtʃɪŋ fˈɔːɹɾi jˈɪɹ," maɪ nˈeɪbɚ pˈɑːɹsən θˈɜːdli sˈɛd, "aɪ wˈɪʃ aɪ hæd stˈʌk tə pˈaɪps ænd bˈɪɹ." ɐɡˈɛn ðə ɡˈʌnz dɪstˈɜːbd ðɪ ˈaʊɚ, ɹˈɔːɹɪŋ ðɛɹ ɹˈɛdinəs tʊ ɐvˈɛndʒ, æz fˈɑːɹ ˈɪnlənd æz stˈaʊɚtən tˈaʊɚ, ænd kˈæmɪlˌɑːt, ænd stˈɑːɹlɪt stˌoʊnhˈɛndʒ.