text_original: _ You scarce could see for the scarlet and blue, A golden helm or a golden shoe: So he cried, as the fight grew thick at the noon, _Two red roses across the moon!
text_transcription: YOU SCARCE COULD SEE FOR THE SCARLET AND BLUE A GOLDEN HELM OR A GOLDEN SHOE SO HE CRIED AS THE FIGHT GREW THICK AT THE NOON TWO RED ROSES ACROSS THE MOON
phonemes: juː skˈɛɹs kʊd sˈiː fɚðə skˈɑːɹlɪt ænd blˈuː, ɐ ɡˈoʊldən hˈɛlm ɔːɹ ɐ ɡˈoʊldən ʃˈuː: sˌoʊ hiː kɹˈaɪd, æz ðə fˈaɪt ɡɹˈuː θˈɪk æt ðə nˈuːn, tˈuː ɹˈɛd ɹˈoʊzᵻz əkɹˌɑːs ðə mˈuːn!