text_original: Forward the fair brigade. No woman there dismayed. Not though each fair one knew Biggar had blundered. His not to reason why. His not to make reply. Best take his hat and fly, When with rage out of breath Rushed the Six Hundred Married to right of him, Single to left of him. Widows in front of him. Volleyed and thundered. No storm of shot and shell E'er silenced man so well.
text_transcription: FORWARD THE FAIR BRIGADE NO WOMAN THERE DISMAYED NOT THOUGH EACH FAIR ONE KNEW BIGGER HAD BLUNDERED HIS NOT TO REASON WHY HIS NOT TO MAKE REPLY BEST TAKE HIS HAT AND FLY WHEN WITH RAGE OUT OF BREATH RUSH THE SIX HUNDRED MARRIED TO RIGHT OF HIM SINGLE TO LEFT OF HIM WIDOWS IN FRONT OF HIM VOLLEYED AND THUNDERED NO STORM OF SHOT AND SHELL EVER SILENCED MAN SO WELL
phonemes: fˈɔːɹwɚd ðə fˈɛɹ bɹɪɡˈeɪd. nˈoʊ wˈʊmən ðɛɹ dɪsmˈeɪd. nˌɑːt ðˌoʊ ˈiːtʃ fˈɛɹ wˈʌn nˈuː bˈɪɡɚ hæd blˈʌndɚd. hɪz nˌɑːt tə ɹˈiːzən wˈaɪ. hɪz nˌɑːt tə mˌeɪk ɹᵻplˈaɪ. bˈɛst tˈeɪk hɪz hˈæt ænd flˈaɪ, wˌɛn wɪð ɹˈeɪdʒ ˌaʊɾəv bɹˈɛθ ɹˈʌʃt ðə sˈɪks hˈʌndɹɪd mˈæɹid tə ɹˈaɪt ʌv hˌɪm, sˈɪŋɡəl tə lˈɛft ʌv hˌɪm. wˈɪdoʊz ɪn fɹˈʌnt ʌv hˌɪm. vˈɑːlaɪd ænd θˈʌndɚd. nˈoʊ stˈɔːɹm ʌv ʃˈɑːt ænd ʃˈɛl ˈɛɹ sˈaɪlənst mˈæn sˌoʊ wˈɛl.