text_original: All the way from Concord the retiring troops fought in vain with an enemy that was seldom seen, but whose presence was everywhere manifested by the precision of his aim and the tale of victims that followed each volley.
text_transcription: ALL THE WAY FROM CONQUERED THE RETIRING TROOPS FOUGHT IN VAIN WITH AN ENEMY THAT WAS SELDOM SEEN BUT WHOSE PRESENCE WAS EVERYWHERE MANIFESTED BY THE PRECISION OF HIS AIM AND THE TALE OF VICTIMS THAT FOLLOWED EACH VOLLEY
phonemes: ˈɔːl ðə wˈeɪ fɹʌm kəŋkˈɔːɹd ðə ɹᵻtˈaɪɚɹɪŋ tɹˈuːps fˈɔːt ɪn vˈeɪn wɪð ɐn ˈɛnəmi ðæt wʌz sˈɛldəm sˈiːn, bˌʌt hˌuːz pɹˈɛzəns wʌz ˈɛvɹɪwˌɛɹ mˈænɪfˌɛstᵻd baɪ ðə pɹɪsˈɪʒən ʌv hɪz ˈeɪm ænd ðə tˈeɪl ʌv vˈɪktɪmz ðæt fˈɑːloʊd ˈiːtʃ vˈɑːli.