text_original: Soon the princely Marko reached the Moslems, From the sheath he drew his trusty saber, Drove that arm'd vizier, and all his warriors — Drove them from him — o'er the desert scatters. As the vulture drives a flock of sparrows.
text_transcription: SOON THE PRINCELY MARCHO REACHED THE MOSLEMS FROM THE SHEATH HE DREW HIS TRUSTY SABRE DROVE THAT ARMED VIZIER AND ALL HIS WARRIORS DROVE THEM FROM HIM OVER THE DESERT SCATTERS AS THE VULTURE DRIVES A FLOCK OF SPARROWS
phonemes: sˈuːn ðə pɹˈɪnsli mˈɑːɹkoʊ ɹˈiːtʃt ðə mˈɑːsləmz, fɹʌmðə ʃˈiːθ hiː dɹˈuː hɪz tɹˈʌsti sˈeɪbɚ, dɹˈoʊv ðæt ˈɑːɹmd vˈaɪziɚ, ænd ˈɔːl hɪz wˈɔːɹɪɚz — dɹˈoʊv ðˌɛm fɹʌm hˌɪm — ˈɔːɹ ðə dˈɛzɚt skˈæɾɚz. æz ðə vˈʌltʃɚ dɹˈaɪvz ɐ flˈɑːk ʌv spˈæɹoʊz.