text_original: L NONE shall put forth a hand and twist the brass That galls the neck of Liberty, none dare Avert the iron stigma of despair And show our eyes how good the battle was.
text_transcription: L NONE SHALL PUT FORTH A HAND AND TWIST THE BRASS THAT GAULDS THE NECK OF LIBERTY NONE DARE AVERT THE IRON STIGMA OF DESPAIR AND SHOW OUR EYES HOW GOOD THE BATTLE WAS
phonemes: ˈɛl nˈʌn ʃˌæl pˌʊt fˈɔːɹθ ɐ hˈænd ænd twˈɪst ðə bɹˈæs ðæt ɡˈɔːlz ðə nˈɛk ʌv lˈɪbɚɾi, nˈʌn dˈɛɹ ɐvˈɜːt ðɪ ˈaɪɚn stˈɪɡmə ʌv dᵻspˈɛɹ ænd ʃˈoʊ ˌaʊɚɹ ˈaɪz hˌaʊ ɡˈʊd ðə bˈæɾəl wʌz.