text_original: This gave him hope, when hope was well  nigh dead, and he followed his commander across the Jerseys, one of the two thousand who wrote in blood, from their shoeless feet, their protest against British rale on the soil they thus consecrated to Freedom.
text_transcription: THIS GAVE HIM HOPE WHEN HOPE WAS WELL NIGH DEAD AND HE FOLLOWED HIS COMMANDER ACROSS THE JERSEYS ONE OF THE TWO THOUSAND WHO WROTE IN BLOOD FROM THEIR SHOELESS FEET THEIR PROTEST AGAINST BRITISH RULE ON THE SOIL THEY THUS CONSECRATED TO FREEDOM
phonemes: ðɪs ɡˈeɪv hˌɪm hˈoʊp, wˌɛn hˈoʊp wʌz wˈɛl nˈaɪ dˈɛd, ænd hiː fˈɑːloʊd hɪz kəmˈændɚɹ əkɹˌɑːs ðə dʒˈɜːsiz, wˈʌn ʌvðə tˈuː θˈaʊzənd hˌuː ɹˈoʊt ɪn blˈʌd, fɹʌm ðɛɹ ʃˈuːləs fˈiːt, ðɛɹ pɹˈoʊtɛst ɐɡˈɛnst bɹˈɪɾɪʃ ɹˈeɪl ɔnðə sˈɔɪl ðeɪ ðˈʌs kˈɑːnsɪkɹˌeɪɾᵻd tə fɹˈiːdəm.