text_original: Thus arise Races of living things, glorious in strength, And perish, as the quickening breath of God Fills them, or is withdrawn. The red man, too, Has left the blooming wilds he ranged so long, And, nearer to the Rocky Mountains, sought A wilder hunting ground.
text_transcription: THUS ARISE RACES OF LIVING THINGS GLORIOUS IN STRENGTH AND PERISH AS THE QUICKENING BREATH OF GOD FILLS THEM OR IS WITHDRAWN THE RED MAN TOO HAS LEFT THE BLOOMING WHILES HE RANGED SO LONG AND NEARER TO THE ROCKY MOUNTAINS SAW THE WILDER HUNTING GROUND
phonemes: ðˈʌs ɚɹˈaɪz ɹˈeɪsᵻz ʌv lˈɪvɪŋ θˈɪŋz, ɡlˈɔːɹiəs ɪn stɹˈɛŋθ, ænd pˈɛɹɪʃ, æz ðə kwˈɪkənɪŋ bɹˈɛθ ʌv ɡˈɑːd fˈɪlz ðˌɛm, ɔːɹ ɪz wɪθdɹˈɔːn. ðə ɹˈɛd mˈæn, tˈuː, hɐz lˈɛft ðə blˈuːmɪŋ wˈaɪldz hiː ɹˈeɪndʒd sˌoʊ lˈɔŋ, ænd, nˈɪɹɚ tə ðə ɹˈɑːki mˈaʊntɪnz, sˈɔːt ɐ wˈaɪldɚ hˈʌntɪŋ ɡɹˈaʊnd.