text_original: For when they near'd that old soak'd hay, They saw across the only way That Judas, Godmar, and the three Red running lions dismally Grinn'd from his pennon, under which In one straight line along the ditch, They counted thirty heads.
text_transcription: FOR WHEN THEY NEARED THAT OLD SOAKED HAY THEY SAW ACROSS THE ONLY WAY THAT JUDAS GOD MAR AND THE THREE RED RUNNING LIONS DISMALLY GRINNED FROM HIS PANNON UNDER WHICH IN ONE STRAIGHT LINE ALONG THE DITCH THEY COUNTED THIRTY HEADS
phonemes: fɔːɹ wɛn ðeɪ nˌɪɹd ðæt ˈoʊld sˈoʊkd hˈeɪ, ðeɪ sˈɔː əkɹˌɑːs ðɪ ˈoʊnli wˈeɪ ðæt dʒˈuːdəz, ɡˈɑːdmɚ, ænd ðə θɹˈiː ɹˈɛd ɹˈʌnɪŋ lˈaɪənz dˈɪzməli ɡɹˈɪnd fɹʌm hɪz pˈɛnən, ˌʌndɚ wˌɪtʃ ɪn wˈʌn stɹˈeɪt lˈaɪn ɐlˈɔŋ ðə dˈɪtʃ, ðeɪ kˈaʊntᵻd θˈɜːɾi hˈɛdz.